I've been playing some old records that I in Grandpa's trunk Beside a wind-up gramophone, a pile of junk And in that dusty I enjoyed a music show Listening to the melodies of years ago
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo They'd the night away
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring those good old melodies of yesterday Bring those good old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I studied music and it taught me how to signora They took me to the and I loved that kind of thing But then I'd to the stories that my grandpa used to tell About the 'Roaring and the songs he knew so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The would play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo danced the night away
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring back good old melodies of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk about the flappers and the way used to dance About the liquor and the ballrooms of romance later in the movies there's dancing everywhere My grandpa said he that 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 away
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back good old melodies of yesterday