Make Yourself Comfortable Lyrics - American Originals - Andy Griffith

With Jean Wilson 

The song starts off and this boy 

Is writing a letter to Dorothy Dix 

He says, dear Dorothy Dix 

I am in worst fix that 

I have ever been in 

Says, just what does a boy do 

When right out of the blue 

She invites him in and says 

(Ooh, ooh 

Make yourself comfortable, baby) 

Yeah, now you can 

Tell right there, friends 

That he don't know nothing 

Because, he don't, because 

Let me tell you something 

It ain't outta no blue 

That she invited him in there 

No, sir, she had everything 

Squared away before she 

Ever got him to the door 

(I got some records here 

To put you in the mood) 

Yeah, see, she's got Hearts of Stone 

That's a real good courtin' record 

And all of Roy Acuff's songs 

(The phone is off the hook 

So no one can intrude) 

See, the reason she took the 

Phone off the hook is so 

He couldn't get no outside help 

(I feel romantic and the 

Record changer's automatic, baby) 

Yeah, I think, friends 

That by this time, it's pretty clear 

With her feeling romantic and 

Automatic record changers and everything 

That she ain't got that boy in there 

To eat no cake and ice cream 

All right, you all go ahead 

(Sweetheart, we've hurried 

Through the dinner 

Hurried through the dance 

Left before the picture show 

Was through) 

See, he spent all kinds 

Of money on her that night 

He did, there ain't telling how much 

He dropped at the Bluebird Cafe 

Right by itself 

And after going through 

All of the trouble to take her 

To the moving pictures 

She yanked him out of there before 

Tex Ritter shot the first Indian 

And why did she do all this 

(To leave some time for this 

To hug a hug and kiss a kiss now) 

Look out now, look out 

See, she said right there 

That she wants him to kiss her 

And she does, friends, she does 

What I mean to tell you 

She wants him to flat 

Plant one on her 

(Take off your shoesies, dear 

And loosen up your tie) 

Do you notice that she never 

Does call him by his right name 

She don't know it, she don't 

They ain't even shook hands yet 

(I've got some kisses here 

Let's try one on for size 

I'll turn the lights low while) 

Yeah, hold, hold 

Hold it right there, everybody 

Hold it right there 

Now right chere's his chance 

He can either, while 

She's up cutting that light down 

He can tip on out or he can 

Do the real all American 

Semper Paratis type of thing 

And I'd do it if I was him 

I'd put me a whole nother batch 

Of records on that machine 

I'd cut that light down one more notch 

I'd kick off my two-toned perforated shoes 

I'd get me an armful of that sweet thing 

And we'd both 

(Make ourselves comfortable, baby)