Wallflowers

(Waltz with me)
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
Whoah!
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
(Waltz with me.)
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
Ooh!
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
A sweet tuxedo girl you see
Queen of ball society
Fond of fun as
Fun as fond can be
When it’s on the strict Q.T.
I’m not too young
I’m not too old
Not too timid
Not too bold
Just the kind you like to hold
Just the kind for sport I’m told
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
(In my stockings)
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
(In my stockings)
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
I’m a blushing bud of innocence
Says Papa at big expense
Old maids say I, „have no sense”
Boys declare I’m just immense
(Hell’s a poppin’)
Hell’s a poppin’
(When I’m waltzing)
When I’m waltzing
(In my stockings)
In my stockings
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world
(Hell’s a poppin’)
Hell’s a poppin’
(When I’m waltzing)
When I’m waltzing
(In my stockings)
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
(Waltz with me)
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
Whooh!
For my song I do conclude
I want it strictly understood
Though fond of fun, I’m never rude
Though not too bad, I’m not too good
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
(Waltz with me)
(In my stockings)
In my stockings
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Ooh!
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
Whooh!
(In my stockings)
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Hell’s a poppin’
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
Ooh!
(In my stockings)
In my stockings
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Hell’s a poppin’
(Hell’s a poppin’)
(When I’m waltzing)
Whooh!
(In my stockings)
(Hell’s a poppin’ in the whole wide world)
Hell’s a poppin’
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
(Waltz with me)
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
Whooh!
(Darling!)
(Darling!)
(Waltz with me)
(Never put your hands on a man except in dancing)
Whooh!
(Whispering, giggling at the same time have no place in good society)
(Don’t think that you can be rude to anyone and escape)
(Wh-wh-whispering is always rude)
Whooh!
(Don’t hang on to anyone for support)
(Don’t stand or walk with your chest held in and your hips forward in imitation of a reverse letter „S„)
Whooh!

Compozitori: Malcolm Robert Andrew Mclaren, David M Lebolt.
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Date de la: Musixmatch