Annette Hanshaw sings "Rosy Cheeks"
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April 29, 1927.
Irving Brodsky plays the hot piano.
The song is by Seymour Simons and Richard A. Whiting.
I was strollin' up and down the street
Goin' along, hummin' a song
Who'd have thought that I would ever meet sweet little you?
Why, how do you do?
Say, rosy cheeks,
Where ya goin' with those rosy cheeks?
I've been chasin' you for weeks and weeks,
Rosy cheeks.
You surely got me goin',
My love for you is growin'
Rosy cheeks,
When you smile a little dimple peeks at me
It seems to say beware,
But I don't care
I love you, rosy cheeks
