Peak
26
Weeks
1
Score
235
Chart Year
1955
The song starts off and this boy Is writing a letter to Dorothy Dix He says, dear Dorothy Dix I am in worst fix that I have ever been in Says, just what does a boy do When right out of the blue She invites him in and says (Ooh, ooh Make yourself comfortable, baby) Yeah, now you can Tell right there, friends That he don't know nothing Because, he don't, because Let me tell you something It ain't outta no blue That she invited him in there No, sir, she had everything Squared away before she Ever got him to the door (I got some records here To put you in the mood) Yeah, see, she's got Hearts of Stone That's a real good potent record And all of Roy Acuff's songs (The phone is off the hook So no one can intrude) See, the reason she took the Phone off the hook is so He couldn't get no outside help (I feel romantic and the Record changer's automatic, baby) Yeah, I think, friends That by this time, it's pretty clear With her feeling romantic and Automatic record changers and everything That she ain't got that boy in there To eat no cake and ice cream All right, you all go ahead (Sweetheart, we've hurried Through the dinner Hurried through the dance Left before the picture show Was through) See, he spent all kinds Of money on her that night He did, there ain't telling how much He dropped at the Bluebird Cafe Right by itself And after going through All of the trouble to take her To the moving pictures She yanked him out of there before Tex Ritter shot the first Indian And why did she do all this (To leave some time for this To hug a hug and kiss a kiss now) Look out now, look out See, she said right there That she wants him to kiss her And she does, friends, she does What I mean to tell you She wants him to flat Plant one on her (Take off your shoesies, dear And loosen up your tie) Do you notice that she never Does call him by his right name She don't know it, she don't They ain't even shook hands yet (I've got some kisses here Let's try one on for size I'll turn the lights low while) Yeah, hold, hold Hold it right there, everybody Hold it right there Now right chere's his chance He can either, while She's up cutting that light down He can tip on out or he can Do the real all American Semper Paratis type of thing And I'd do it if I was him I'd put me a whole nother batch Of records on that machine I'd cut that light down one more notch I'd kick off my two-toned perforated shoes I'd get me an armful of that sweet thing And we'd both (Make ourselves comfortable, baby)
| Week | Chart Date | Position | Points |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Apr 2, 1955 | 26 | 100 |