| Lyrics | - [verse 1] Willie Earl met a sweet young girl one day in France, / Her naughty little glance, / Put Willie in a trance; / Willie Earl couldn't understand her talk you see, / He only knew two words in French / That he learned in the trench, / They were "oo la la!" and "wee wee." / They would spoon beneath the moon above; / It was fun to hear them making love.
- [refrain 1] She'd say, "Compronay voo, papa?" / and he'd say, "oo la la! Wee wee," / She'd smile and whisper, "mercy bacoo," / He'd answer, "I don't mind if I do." / She'd say, "If you be my papa, then I will be your ma cherie." / She'd pinch his cheek and say "you keskasay," / He'd say, "not now dear, but later I may;" / Then she'd say, "Compronay voo, papa?" / and he'd say, "oo la la! wee wee!"
- [verse 2] Willie Earl said, "This little girl is meant for me, / No more I'll cross the sea, / I'll stay in gay Paree. / Ev'ry day you would hear him say to his babee, / "Your talk I do not know but I / Will manage to get by, / With my "oo la la!" and "wee wee." / Ev'ry ev'ning Willie would rehearse / Instead of getting better he got worse.
- [refrain 2] She'd say, "Compronay voo, papa?" / and he'd say, "oo la la! Wee wee," / She'd say "come see" and then roll her eyes / He'd answer, "baby, you'd be surprised." / Each ev'ning they would promenade, upon ze boulevarde, you see; / One day at lunch, she said "café voola," / He said, "my dear, don't forget where you are;" / Then she'd say, "Compronay voo, papa?" / and he'd say, "oo la la! wee wee!
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| Cover Description | French woman, L, carrying a hatbox, back to viewer, listens to an American soldier, in uniform, R, who is smiling and gesturing. Green on white; signed BL. |
