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 I enjoyed a music show Listening to the of eighty years 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 for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back those old melodies of yesterday back those good old melodies of yesterday
In my youth, I studied music and it me how to sing signora They me to the opera and I loved that 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 play Doo wacka, doo wacka, doo wacka, doo danced the night away
I long for all the magic and the of cabaret Bring back those good old melodies of Bring back good old melodies of yesterday
Then he'd talk about the flappers and the way they to dance About the liquor and the ballrooms of romance Then later in the movies there's dancing My grandpa said he dreamed that he could move like Fred
Oh, 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