Hoop-Dee-Doo Polka Songtext
von Bobby Vinton

Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
I hear a polka and my troubles are through
Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-dee
This kind of music is like heaven to me
Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
Has got me higher than a kite
Hand me down my soup and fish
I am gonna get my wish
Hoop-dee-doing it tonight


When there′s a trombone playin', ra-ta-ta
I get a thrill, I always will
When there′s a concertina stretched about a mile
I always smile 'cause that's my style
When there′s a fiddle in the middle, and he plays a tune so sweet
Plays a tune so sweet that I could die
Lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more
′Cause I'm a hoop-dee-doing kind of guy

Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo
It′s got me higher than a kite
I'm in clover, I′m in bloom
When I'm dancing, give me room
Hoop-de-doing it with all of my might
Rain may fall and snow may come
Nothing′s gonna stop us from
Hoop-dee-doing it
Hoop-dee-doing it
Hoop-dee-doing it tonight, yeah