Lyrics
I used to live in a telephone booth
A telephone booth and that's the truth
Sister Sue came by one day and said
"Come out and play."
I said, "No, come in, Sue
And bring your jump rope too."
There's plenty o' room for jumping rope
With me and Sister Sue
Plenty o' room for everyone
Plenty o' room for you
Well, we jumped rope until two o'clock
At two o'clock we heard a knock
It was Bruno with a deck of cards
Holding both his Saint Bernards
"I've come to play a game of Gin
Come out."
No, you come in
There's plenty o' room for playing cards
Plenty o' room for Saint Bernards
Plenty o' room for jumping rope
With me and Sister Sue
Plenty o' room for everyone
Plenty o' room for you
We barely played three hands or four
When at the door we heard a roar
The county choir stretched before us
Singing the Hallelujah Chorus
A hundred voices booming out
"Hallelujah!"
"Well, come on in," I shout
There's plenty o' room for singing Bach
"This old booth's gonna reel and rock"
Plenty o' room for playing cards
Plenty o' room for Saint Bernards
Plenty o' room for jumping rope
With me and Sister Sue
Plenty o' room for everyone
Plenty o' room for you
We were singing and swaying arm in arm
When Bruno pulled the fire alarm
Three trucks looking for a fire
Drove right in among the choir
Two hook-and-ladders and a pumper
Jammed in bumper to bumper
Plenty o' room to run your hose
"Ladder ready. Up she goes."
Plenty o' room for singing Bach
"This old booth's gonna reel and rock"
Plenty o' room for playing cards
Plenty o' room for Saint Bernards
And plenty o' room for jumping rope
With me and Sister Sue