Where's that careless chambermaid?
Where'd she put my razor blade?
She mislaid it, I'm afraid
It's gotta be foun'!
Ask her when she cleaned my room
What she did with my perfume;
I just can't lose it
I've gotta use it
'Cause Lulu's back in town
Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed
Gotta sew a bu*ton on my vest
'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best
Lulu's back in town
Gotta get a half a buck somewhere
Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair
Gotta get myself a boutonniere
Lulu's back in town
You can tell all my pets
All my Harlem coquettes;
Mister Otis regrets
That he won't be aroun'
You can tell the mailman not to call
I ain't comin' home until the fall
And I might not get back home at all
Lulu's back in town
You can bet I've got it bad
Best complaint I've ever had;
We'll be stepping out tonight
An' struttin', an' how
We're in for the swellest time
Finish up without a dime;
Look here, you fellers
I'll make you jealous
My Lulu, she's a wow
Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed
Gotta sew a bu*ton on my vest
'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best
Lulu's back in town
Gotta get a half a buck somewhere
Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair
Gotta get myself a boutonniere
Lulu's back in town
You can tell all my pets
All my blonde's and brunettes;
Mister Otis regrets
That he won't be aroun'
You can tell the mailman not to call
I ain't comin' home until the fall
And I might not get back home at all
Lulu's back in town