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I got a guy in Kalamazoo
Man, he's the most
He's my personal host in Kalamazoo-zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo
Years have gone by
My, my, how they flew
I liked his looks when he carried my books in Kalamazoo-zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo
I'm gonna send a wire
Hoppin' on a flyer
Leavin' today
When I see him
That's when I'll be screamin'
"Hiya, Mr. Jackson, everything's O-K-A-L-A-M-A-Z-O"
Oh, what a guy, a real pipperoo
Ain't gonna frown when I get to that town I'm hurryin' to
I'm goin' to Michigan to see the sweetest guy
In Kalamazoo
Kalamazoo
K (K)
A (A)
K-A-L-A-M-A-Z-O-O
Oh, what a guy
A real pipperoo
I'm goin' to Michigan to meet the swellest guy you ever met
See the sweetest guy in Kalamazoo
See the sweetest guy in Kalamazoo
Kalamazoo
Kalamazoo
K-A-L-A-M-A-Z-O, oh
