[Verse 1: Louis Prima]
Say boy, you know something?
That man’s coming around tomorrow for his rent
And here I am without a dime to my name!

[Verse 2]
I’ll tell you what you do!
Why don’t you give one of those house rent parties
Where you invite them people to make ‘em pay
For everything they get?

[Verse 3]
You mean when you serve spaghettis and pig’s feet?
Sure!
And chitterlings and potato salad?
Sure!
And all that good corn?
Yeah, man!
What a party of an idea!

[Verse 4]
Woah, boo, I got to pay rent
But! I haven’t a cent
So after thinking it over
I have decided:
To run a party
And everyone’s invited!
[Verse 5]
Everything is good and ready
From the liquor down to the spaghetti
We’re gonna have a ball
So when [?] falls
'Cause it's house rent party day!

[Verse 6]
You don't need an invitation
'Cause it will be an open station
Tap lightly on the self
And we can hear you well
'Cause it's house rent party day!

[Verse 7]
Just climb the stairs
And stand for the wares
Find nobody cares
What you may say or do
You peachicky fellows buzzing
With ground sheep it's five for a dozen
They're gonna cut the rug
And holler "freein’ the jug"
'Cause it's house rent party day!

[Verse 8]
Now ladies and gentlemen
That you know what this is all about
We're gonna start this house rent party right now!
Lemme see you falling cats in here!
Why, yeah man, there's Brenner!
[Trumpet]
And Lamare's here!
[Guitar]

And here's Eddie Miller!
[Clarinet]

Claude Thornhill!
[Piano]

Good ol' Arodin is here with it!
[Bass]

And of course, Sam King!
[Drums]

Now look now, Louie!
Take your time, you gotta blow that trumpet
Blow it loud!
Now give me that tempo and back it up
Come on boys!
Start your stuff!

[Trumpet solo]