The Andrews Sisters - Corns For My Country Lyrics
I'm gettin' corns for my CountryAt the Hollywood CanteenThe hardest workin' junior hostessYou've ever seenI'm doin' my bit down here for Uncle SamI'm a patriotic jitterbugYeah, yeah, that's what I amI'm gettin' corns for my country, you should see the pounds flyI'm gettin' down the waistline and I don't even tryI don't need a Duberry or a Westmore course'Cos my weight's been taken over by the Army Air ForceWe're not petite as sweet Joan Leslie, but then we never mindWhen those GI's knock the South, we're glad that we're the healthy kindThe way those cowboys from the prairie expect us to sashayI think I'd rather two-step with their horses any dayWe're gettin' corns for our Country, though the goin' is toughWhen we think we can't go on, we find we can't get enoughSo if you hear of a soldier, sailor or marineTell him to look us up at the Hollywood CanteenI used to be aesthetic, they say, oh yes I was, really I wasI served the drama, arts and the balletBut the theatre guild came over and said, "Forget about Pavlova "Learn to cut a rug, so now we're jitterbugsI'm gettin' corns for my Country, so I'm really all inIn a week from now we'll be here with our usual vimSo if you hail from the Bronx, Des Moines or AberdeenCome down and ask for us at the Hollywood Canteen
