 Let's sing a song you don't hear every day It's your old friend calling again Hello, sweetheart, it's Mylon Ed Mcconnelly, a Latin lamp man again Have you heard this one lately? There she goes on her toes All dressed up in her Sunday clothes My best girl Just like sweet Rosie O'Grady She's just a sweet little lady She calls me up now and then And she calls me down only when I get too smart Since we've been acquainted The church is newly painted I guess the preacher was wise from the start What a pal, what a gal Just as sweet as frivolous sal My best girl Play a little for your finger Play for her, play for her She calls me up now and then And she calls me down only when I get a little bit too smart Since we've been acquainted The church is newly painted I guess the preacher was wise from the start What a pal, what a gal Just as sweet as frivolous sal My best girl Yes, and all the gals are my best gal And speaking of the best Do you know how they give out ribbons at the county fair For the best in this and that, huh? Well, they ought to give out a prize for the best store In courtesy to customers in the county Why, do you know how our store would walk off with the first prize ribbon every time? It's easy for us to be courteous You know you see because our customers are always so happy with the things they purchase at our store That it makes us happy just to watch them feel unhappy A lot of happy in there, but it's good isn't it? And one of the greatest little creators of happiness we have in our store Is our selection of Aladdin electric lamps with whip-a-lights shades All they're beautiful, beautiful, so smart looking, so lovely So, oh, pardon me, here I go getting carried away by those wonderful Aladdin lamps again You come on in our store, honey, and you'll be so carried away by our Aladdin lamps You'll carry away an Aladdin lamp, I bet you Yes, sir, and now for our hymn In the land of faithless day I is the city four squared It shall never pass away And there is no night There shall wipe There is no death No pain And that's all for today, honey This is smiling Ed McConnell, the Aladdin lamp man, saying bushels of love And thanks for listening Be with us next time, cause we'll be back to sing our song You don't hear every day When we all come calling again