I've been some old records that I found in Grandpa's trunk a wind-up gramophone, beneath a pile of junk And in dusty attic I enjoyed a music show Listening to the melodies of years ago
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the night
I long for all the magic and the of cabaret Bring those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back good old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I studied music and it taught me how to signora They took me to the opera and I that kind of thing But then I'd to the stories that my grandpa used to tell About the Twenties' and the songs he knew so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old melodies of
Then talk about the flappers and the way they used to dance About the bootleg liquor and the ballrooms of Then in the movies there's dancing everywhere My grandpa he dreamed that he could move like Fred Astaire
Oh, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band would Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the night
I long for all the magic and the of cabaret Bring back good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those old melodies of yesterday