I've been playing some old records that I found in Grandpa's a wind-up gramophone, beneath a pile of junk And in that dusty I enjoyed a music show Listening to the melodies of eighty ago
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 of cabaret back those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I studied music and it 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 About the 'Roaring and the songs he knew so well
Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo The band 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 good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old of yesterday
Then he'd talk about the and the way they used to dance the bootleg liquor and the ballrooms of romance Then later in the movies there's everywhere My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move 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 long for all the magic and the of cabaret Bring those good old melodies of yesterday Bring those good old melodies of yesterday