Lyrics

Drop that long face C'mon have your fling Why keep nursing the blues? If you want this whole world on a swing Put on your dancing shoes Stop wasting time Put on your dancing shoes Watch your spirits climb Shall we dance or keep on moping? Shall we dance and walk on air? Shall we give in to despair? Or shall we dance with never a care Life is short, we're growing older Don't you be an also-ran You better dance little lady Dance little man, dance whenever you can Oh chichona They all said we'd never get together They laughed at us, and how! But ho, ho, ho Who's got the last laugh now?
Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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