Dancer

Mambo, the mood of Edmundo
The Samba it ain’t no big deal
Broadway, my hat-and-cane forte
Relies on the speed of your heel

But it’s a cruel mean old world
Of the true Moulin Rouge pearls
When somebody’s hustlin’ you
Right off the stage
You’d never be so dumb as to say
I wouldn’t say

Ginger, to imitate Ginger
Now is my sole ambition to date
Bolero with Raft I could share but with
Blair I could never have faced

But it’s a cruel mean old world
Of the true Moulin Rouge pearls
When somebody’s hustlin’ you
Right off the stage
You’d never be so dumb as to say
I wouldn’t say

Dancer, I’m an old-fashioned dancer
‘n I’ll be checking you out in the wings
Lady, my poor leading lady
Now is trying so hard to be slim

But it’s a cruel mean old world
Of the true Moulin Rouge pearls
When somebody’s hustlin’ you
Right off the stage
You’d never be so dumb as to say
I wouldn’t say