Fats Waller - Five Guys Named Moe

I want to tell you a story from way back
Truck on down and dig me, Jack
There's Big Moe (Hoolee-adda-dah-dah)
Little Moe (Hoolee-adda-dah-dah)
Four-Eyed Moe (Hoolee-adda-dah-dah)
No Moe (Hoolee-adda-dah-dah)
Look at brother, look at brother, look at brother Eat Moe
Moe-Moe, Moe-Moe, Moe-Moe, Moe-Moe, Moe-Moe, Moe-Moe, Moe

Who's the greatest band around
Makes the cats jump up and down
Who's the talk of Rhythm Town
Five guys named Moe

When they start to beat it out
Everybody jump and shout
Tell me who do the critics rave about
Five guys named Moe

They came out of nowhere
And that don't mean a thing
They rate high and you'll know why
When you hear them swing

High brow, low brow, all agree
They're the best in harmony
I'm telling you folks, you really oughta see
Five guys named Moe

That one guy (Big Moe)
Two guys (Little Bitty Moe)
Three guys (Four-Eyed Moe)
Four guys (No Moe)
Five guys (Eat Moe)
Five little guys named Moe