Songs

When trumpets were mellowAnd every gal only had one fellowNo need to remember when‘Cause everything old is new again Dancin’ at your Long Island Jazz Age partiesWaiter, bring us some more BacardisWe’ll order now what they ordered then‘Cause everything old is new again Get out your white suit, your tap shoes, and tailsLet’s go backward […]

I’d dance and I’d sing, I’d do anythingJust to get my name in lightsI gotta try to hit the heightsNow that I’m free as a breeze againOld nimble knees again And soon, they’ll all know my nameI’ll have fortune and fameWhen I get my name in lightsIt can happen overnight in these modern times Here

You used to live in New York CityThen you moved to L.ABut you still miss the streetsWhere you used to play So you hurry on back thereEven leave your pool and your carOnly to find you no longer belongFool, don’t you know what you are Yeah, hit the streets at midnightStill dancing after dawnBut something

I’ve been to cities that never close downFrom New York to Rio and old London townBut no matter how far or how wide I roamI still call Australia home I’m always travelling, I love being freeAnd so I keep leaving the sun and the seaBut my heart lies waiting over the foamI still call Australia

I’d rather leave while I’m in loveWhile I still believe the meaning of the wordI’ll keep my dreams and just pretendThat you and I are never gonna end Too many times I’ve seen the rose die on the vineSomebody’s heart gets broken, usually it’s mineI don’t wanna take the chance of being hurt againAnd you

Maybe I hang around hereA little more than I shouldWe both know I got somewhere else to goBut I got something to tell youThat I never thought I wouldBut I believe you really ought to know I love you (Ooh, I love you) Ooh, I loveI honestly love you, Ooh, ooh You don’t have to

Somewhere over the rainbowWay up highThere’s a land that I heard ofOnce in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbowSkies are blueAnd the dreams that you dare to dreamReally do come true Someday I’ll wish upon a starAnd wake up where the clouds are far behind meWhere troubles melt like lemon dropsAway above the chimney topsThat’s

What good is sitting alone in your room?Come hear the music playLife is a cabaret, old chumCome to the cabaret Put down the knitting, the book and the broomIt’s time for a holidayLife is a cabaret, old chumSo come to the cabaret Come taste the wineCome hear the bandCome blow that hornStart celebrating right this

Baby cried the day the circus came to townCause she didn’t want parades just passin’ by herSo she painted on a smile and took up with some clownAnd she danced without a net upon the wire I know a lot about her cause, you seeBaby is an awful lot like me Don’t cry out loudJust

When my babyWhen my baby smiles at me I go to RioDe Janeiro, my-oh-me-ohI go wild and then I have to do the SambaAnd La BambaNow I`m not the kind of personWith a passionate persuasion for dancin`Or roma-ancin`But I give in to the rhythmAnd my feet follow the beatin` of my hear-eartWoh-ho-oh-oh, when my babyWhen