No one seems to have nostalgia for 1900 to 1930

I have started a new channel to help get myself out of the youTube purgatory that all channels in this community have been in since 2016 or so. I would kindly request you subscribe to me there. I don't post much there for now. However, the new channel will continue the work I am doing here. Once it gains 1k subs there, I will be retiring my efforts on this channel:    / @marcusantoniusrapto   Amazon Storefront - Stuff I Own And Recommend https://a.co/d/02bBTM5j -- [Intro] So ya wanna be sheik, do ya? Having trouble sorting out the vamps from the tomatoes At the local speakeasy, looking for that one sheba To be your squeeze, are ya? [Verse 1] Well applesauce, I got good news for you, fine fella Turn a no-good lollygaggin’ dewdropper into a flaming youth Catching eyes of every flapper this side of skid row With my advice, stop shaking hands with the milkman Get on the road making whoopee, lickity split See here, if you don’t know your onions on dolls You’ll end up with a dame who skates around Using her gams to make clams, and that’s not ducky That’s not ducky at all, no, that’s not ducky [Chorus] First things first, make some smackeroos Get wheels, spiffy rags, put on the ritz too A couple clams, a belly full of shine And your night might turn the cat’s meow tonight [Female Harmonies] Tonight, tonight The cat’s meow tonight [Verse 2] Don’t be a chump hunting squeezes at a petting party You’ll wind up holding the torch, broke and sorry Those vamps give the up-and-down, get you dizzy on ’em Lickity split, no dough, no dame, no problem? No! You’re hawking hot cheaters for ritzy joints Or visiting shylocks, paying off the points Nix on petting parties, nix on ragamuffins And especially nix on flappers, hear me, cousin [Verse 3] Gotta be wise to flappers, kid, keep it on the wire Never met one who wasn’t a vamp with a little fire Bobbed hair, skirts short, dancing the Charleston To hot jazz, making every old sport cautious Since skirts got the vote, they think they own the place Can’t pipe down, always talking in your face In a hundred years, this malarkey might seem absurd We got the wrong number, that’s my final word [Chorus] Know your onions, kid, don’t lose your dough Keep your eyes peeled everywhere you go No petting-party trap, no ragamuffin show If you want the bee’s knees, you gotta know the code [Female Harmonies] Know the code, know the code You gotta know the code [Verse 4] Don’t be a drugstore cowboy, promising a call Telling street skirts you’ll call on ’em gives ’em heebie-jeebies Unless the doll is half-seas-over on giggle juice But that sort of dame is just alley whoopee, no use While some bindle stiff watches, that’s a bad scene You want a speakeasy, polished and clean Fifth Avenue, red door by the Jitney-Jungle Say, “Being a blue nose is blat,” and don’t mumble [Verse 5] Savvy? Savvy. But watch who you up-and-down Set your peepers on a goon’s squeeze, you’ll get your button pushed down Still, believe me, the joint is the bee’s knees Quiet as a mouse, keeping out the heat with ease See a broad you like, drop a clam on the shine Tell her you’re old sport with Charlie Chaplin, you’ll be fine Broads are bunny, they’ll believe anything Give her a swell slap, hear the telephone ring If she looks twenty, say her face is a picture A couple more toots and the night gets richer Little chin music, sharing one bottle Then split that joint, take her to the Talkies—full throttle [Chorus] Know your onions, kid, don’t lose your dough Keep your eyes peeled everywhere you go No petting-party trap, no ragamuffin show If you want the bee’s knees, you gotta know the code [Female Harmonies] Know the code, know the code You gotta know the code [Outro] Duck soup, kid, duck soup Now I gotta go see a man about a dog Keep your hat on, keep your wits sharp And don’t get caught holding the torch, sport --- ✅ PayPal: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/marcu... ✅ Patreon:   / marcusantoniusrapto   ✅ Bandcamp: https://marcusantoniusrapto.bandcamp.com #Philosophy #Nietzsche #Plato