So don’t go telling me how this boy should be leaving his own life Sometimes rough but generally speaking I’m fine If you don’t agree with the things that go on within in my life Well honey that’s fine there’s no itch in wasting your time Goodbye

Put on your dancing shoes Shall we dance Drop that long face Come on have your fling Why keep nursing the blues? If you want this old world on a string Stop wasting time Watch your spirits climb Or keep on mopin'?