I'll see you again
When ever spring breaks through again
Time may lie heavy—between
But what has been
is past forgetting
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Youth is fleeting to the rhythm
Beating in your mind
Dance, dance, dance little lady
So obsessed with second best
No rest you'll ever find
Time and tide and trouble
Never, never wait
Let the cauldron bubble
Justify your fate
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Dance, dance, dance little lady
Leave tomorrow behind.
The life you lead sets all your nerves a-jangle,
You love affairs are in a hopeless tangle,
Though you're a child, dear,
Your life's a wild typhoon!
In lives of leisure,
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows;
co*ktails and laughter,
But what comes after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad jazz pattern,
Ruled by Pantaloon,
Poor little rich girl,
Don't drop a stitch too soon
We'll be as happy and contented as birds upon a tree.
High above the mountains and the sea.
We'll bill and we'll coo—oo—oo
And sorrow will never come,
Oh, will it ever come true,
Our room with a view?