I've been playing some old records that I found in Grandpa's Beside a gramophone, beneath a pile of junk And in that dusty I enjoyed a music show to the melodies of eighty 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 and it taught me how to sing signora They took me to the opera and I loved that of thing But then I'd listen to the stories that my used to tell About the 'Roaring Twenties' and the songs he so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band would Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the away
I for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back those good old melodies of back those good old melodies of yesterday
Then talk about the flappers and the way they used to dance About the bootleg and the ballrooms of romance later in the movies there's dancing everywhere My grandpa said he dreamed he could move like Fred Astaire
Oh, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd danced the night
I for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back good old melodies of yesterday