Sound of rain on the window pane, Pick some mighty sweet and soft refrain, But I never heard a sound as sweet As the tippity-tippity-tap of happy feet! Mockin'bird never says a word, But his pretty music must be heard! Well, there is music with a beat Of the tippity-tippity-tap of happy feet! Honey, when we're dancin', It's so divine! Kinda we're much closer, Closer than a quarter to nine! Love that band on the Dixieland, Gotta rhythm makes you clap your hands! But there is a rhythm, I repeat, Like the tippity-tippity-tap of happy feet! Hey look at me ma, I'm dancin', It's so divine! Kinda we're much closer, Closer than a quarter to nine! Love that band on the Dixieland, Gotta rhythm makes you clap your hands! But there is a rhythm, I repeat, Like the tippity-tippity-tap of happy feet! Love that band on the Dixieland, Gotta rhythm makes you clap your hands! But there is a rhythm, I repeat, Like the tippity-tippity-tap of happy feet! Let go, watch those happy feet! Crazy 'bout those tappy feet! Come on, join us, listen to The rhythm, it's the rhythm, I repeat The rhythm of happy feet!