Rose Oday

Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're my filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee-ay.



Johnny McCarthy loved Rosie O'Day,

She was the prettiest thing,

And every night,

In his sweet Irish way,

Under her window he'd sing,



"Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're my filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."



"You're daring,

You're darling,

You're lovely,

That's what I mean,

When I say,

Rose O'Day,

Rose O'day,

You're my filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."



You're daring,

You're darling,

You're lovely,

That's what I mean,

When I say,

"Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're my filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee-ay!