I'm steppin' out tonight on the good foot honey
An' zippin' into my zoot-suit, funny but whenever
I'm about to burn a hole in my money I act like I'm a silver king
Well I'm a creature of the bright lights primarily
An when I'm eatin' my breakfast other folks are takin' tea
I'm a night owl honey and the mornin's ain't for me
But my boss he begs to disagree
Oh! well, for goodness sake it's the cocktail shake
I can't keep a job 'cos its keepin' me awake so I've
Gotta stop it soon before it really starts to fry my brain
Stop the music, stop the show, 'cos I've really gotta go
An' I'm feelin' so sick I can't dance any more, but when I feel
That rhythm start flowin' through my toes it's like
I'm on remote control
Well for goodness sake it's the cocktail shake
An' I can't keep a job 'cos it's keepin' me awake so I've
Gotta stop it soon 'fore it really starts to fry my brain
Stop the music, stop the show, 'cos I've really gotta go
An' I'm feelin' so sick I can't dance any more,
Gotta stop it soon 'fore it really starts to fry my brain
