A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I got a gal in Kalamazoo.
Don’t want to boast but I know she’s the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo).
Years have gone by, my, my how she grew!
I liked her looks when I carried her books in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo).

I’m gonna send a wire: “Hoppin’ on a flyer, leavin’ today.”
Am I dreamin’? I can hear her screamin’,
“Hiya, Mr. Jackson” Everything’s OK, A-L-A-M-A-Z-O

Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo!
I’ll make my bid for that freckle-faced kid I’m hurryin’ to.
I’m goin’ to Michigan to see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo), Kalamazoo!