The Four Preps - More Money For You And Me Medley lyrics

First we have The Fleetwoods A very successful group Let's send them to Alaska To entertain our troops When they start in a-singin' And putting on their show The temperature around them will be 45 below Wo-wo-wo-wo I'm Mr. Blue When I say I'm freezing Just turn around, head for the warmth of town I'm freezing through and through Call me Mr. Blue Next the Hollywood Argyles A mighty nice group of kids We'd like to send them packing On a downhill pair of skids There's a group that we know of That's a-awful hip Alley Oop-Oop, Oop, Oop-oop We kinda like to send them on a little trip Alley Oop-Oop, Oop, Oop-oop A-Where they oughta go, we cannot tell Alley Oop-Oop, Oop, Oop-oop But it's awful hot, and it rhymes with swell California? And while they're down there working They won't be all alone They'll run into another group that's even hot back home They asked me how I knew Our career was through Oh-oh I of course replied Something here inside Cannot be denied Do do do, do do do, do do do wah Smoke gets in your Eyes Next we have the Four Freshmen Of course they've been Four Freshmen For almost twenty years It isn't that they're stupid Well a little, maybe so They can't afford to graduate They're making too much dough In this whole wide world Is there nowhere to send them Is there no one place We can tell them to go Yeah! Sailing Sailing, over the water blue Hail the Kingston Trio Cuba's calling you-ou-ou-ou! It takes a worried man To sing a worried song It takes a worried man To sing a worried song It takes a worried man To sing a worried song I'm worried now But I won't be worried long We got the Kingston Trio Some work on Cuba's shores They hung around Havana To do a few encores Castro said I like 'em Let's hang 'em up some more Now he has all three Hanging permanently Hang down the Kingston Trio Hang 'em from a tall oak tree Eliminate the Kingston Trio More money for you and me Dion and the Belmonts Are driving us to tears Let's send them up the river For about a hundred years While the kids are watching Dion singing about the stars The Belmonts are out in the parking lot stealing hubcaps off Of cars Each time I steal a hubcap It almost breaks my heart Why do I steal a hubcap Why do I have to start Each night I ask the stars without fail Why must I be a teenager in jail? Where these groups all come from We really do not know But if they ever ask us We will tell them where to go!