Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're My Filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee-ay.



Johnny McCarthy Loved Rosie O'Day,

She Was The Prettiest Thing,

And Every Night,

In His Sweet Irish Way,

Under Her Window He'd Sing,



"Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're My Filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."



"You're Daring,

You're Darling,

You're Lovely,

That's What I Mean,

When I Say,

Rose O'Day,

Rose O'day,

You're My Filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma Rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-bomm-foo-dee-ay."



You're Daring,

You're Darling,

You're Lovely,

That's What I Mean,

When I Say,

"Rose O'Day,

Rose O'Day,

You're My Filla-da-gusha,

Filla-ma-rusha,

Bah-da-rah-da-boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee,

Boom-foo-dee-ay!