I've been playing some old records that I found in Grandpa's Beside a wind-up gramophone, beneath a pile of And in that dusty attic I enjoyed a 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 danced the night away
I for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back those old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old of yesterday
In my youth, I studied music and it me how to sing Bella They took me to the opera and I that kind of thing But then I'd listen to the stories that my grandpa used to About the Twenties' 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 They'd danced the night
I long for all the and the days of cabaret Bring back those good old of yesterday Bring those good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk about the flappers and the way used to dance About the bootleg liquor and the of romance Then 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 back those good old melodies of Bring those good old melodies of yesterday