Make 'Em Laugh (From "Singin' in the Rain") - Donald O'Connor
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Donald O'Connor
Make 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Don't you know everyone want's to laugh? Haa haa<br /> My dad said, "Be a, an actor, my son, but be a comical one"They'll be standing in lines for those old honky-tonk monkeyshines<br /> Now, you can study Shakespeare and be quite elite<br /> And you could charm the critics and have nothing to eat<br /> Just slip on a banana peel, the world's at your feetMake 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laughMake<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?<br /> My grandpa said, "Go out and tell them a joke, but give it plenty of hope"Make 'em roar<br /> Make 'em scream<br /> Take a fall, butt a wall, split a seamYou start up by pretending you're a dancer with grace<br /> You wiggle 'til they're giggling all over the place<br /> And then you get a great big custard pie in the faceMake 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laughMake 'em laugh<br /> Don't you know all the, what?<br /> My dadThey'll be standing in lines for those old honky-tonk monkeyshinesMake 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laughMake 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> Make 'em laugh<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> Arthur Freed; Nacio Herb BrownPublished by<br /> EMI ROBBINS CATALOG INCLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>
Make 'Em Laugh (From "Singin' in the Rain") Lyrics
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Don't you know everyone want's to laugh? Haa haa
My dad said, "Be a, an actor, my son, but be a comical one"They'll be standing in lines for those old honky-tonk monkeyshines
Now, you can study Shakespeare and be quite elite
And you could charm the critics and have nothing to eat
Just slip on a banana peel, the world's at your feetMake 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laughMake
Make 'em laugh
Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?
My grandpa said, "Go out and tell them a joke, but give it plenty of hope"Make 'em roar
Make 'em scream
Take a fall, butt a wall, split a seamYou start up by pretending you're a dancer with grace
You wiggle 'til they're giggling all over the place
And then you get a great big custard pie in the faceMake 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laughMake 'em laugh
Don't you know all the, what?
My dadThey'll be standing in lines for those old honky-tonk monkeyshinesMake 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laughMake 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Songwriters
Arthur Freed; Nacio Herb BrownPublished by
EMI ROBBINS CATALOG INC
