Alan Cumming - Down at the Ol' Five and Dime lyrics

All: After school is let out we just like to get out To the place where jitterbug is always in style Satchmo is a-singin', Dorsey is a-swingin' A syncopated wonderland that brings on a smile Come and stretch your dance abilities Nobody is feelin' ill at ease When your toes are tappin' anything can happen Down at the ol' Five and Dime! Dancin'! Dancin'! Razmatazz that always has you sashayin' Swayin' Buy your gal some jujubees She'll be swoonin', spoonin' Down at the ol' Five and Dime! Mr. Poppy: Hey! My name is Mr. Poppy In my little shop, we make the finest cherry fizz in all of the land Service with a smile, makin' quite a pile Even have a little left to pay for a band (Short musical break) All: You can buy yourself a pack of smokes Mr. Poppy: Laugh at Mr. Poppy's knock knock jokes All: Ho! Gotta take the gang out to the local hangout Where Benny Goodman is king! (dialogue, dance break) Dancin'! Dancin'! Mr. Poppy: Then enjoy some funny books All: We get frisky, risky Mr. Poppy: Cool off with a malted milk All: We're all boppin', come drop in Down at the ol' Five and Dime! Mr. Poppy: Sometimes men would come to call Who stank of sin and Barbasol They'd ask kids if they felt at all like Having themselves a few kicks! (dialogue, swing music break) All: Feel the crazy rhythm in your feet Everybody keep in reet petite Blazing bright as neon, maybe we could be on Major Bowes' amateur hour! (dialogue) Dancin'! Dancin'! Charleston till our tootsies ache We'll be slidin', glidin' Rompin' to the Savoy Stomp We're rug cuttin', struttin' Then as a coda, we drink ice cream soda Here down at the ol' Five and Dime! Yeah!