Irving Aaronson And His Commanders — Oh You Sweet Old Whatcha May Call It

[PHIL SAXE:] Baby, you're so so-and-so I want you for my don't-you-know Oh, you sweet old whatcha may call it of mine When I'm sure you feel the same We'll call on Parson, what's his name? Oh, you sweet old whatcha may call it of mine Way out in where's this? We'll build a thing-a-ma-bob [?] Soon a who's-this May keep us on the job Making a nursery room You're so this and that and how! Oh give me just one what's-it-now? Oh you sweet old whatcha may call it of mine {MALE CHORUS]: Oh you sweet old whoa-whoa-whoa-whatcha ma call it of mine!