I've been playing some old that I found in Grandpa's trunk Beside a wind-up gramophone, beneath a of junk And in that dusty attic I a music show Listening to the 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 music and it taught me how to sing signora They took me to the opera and I loved kind of thing But then I'd listen to the stories my grandpa used to tell the 'Roaring Twenties' and the songs he knew 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 long for all the magic and the days of back those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk about the and the way they used to dance About the liquor and the ballrooms of romance later in the movies there's dancing everywhere My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move 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 and the days of cabaret back those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back good old melodies of yesterday