Texty písní John Barrowman

John Barrowman

Anything Goes

In olden days a glimpse of stocking

Was looked on as something shocking,

But now, God knows,

Anything Goes.

Good authors too who once knew better words,

Now only use four letter words

Writing prose, Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today

And good's bad today,

And black's white today,

And day's night today,

When most guys today

That women prize today

Are just silly gigolos

And though I'm not a great romancer

I know that your bound to answer

When I propose,

Anything goes

When mothers pack and leave poor father

Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,

Anything Goes.

When grandmama whose age is eighty

In night clubs is getting matey with gigolos,

Anything Goes.

If driving fast cars you like,

If low bars you like,

If old hymns you like,

If bare limbs you like,

If Mae West you like

Or me undressed you like,

Why, nobody will oppose!

And every night,

The set that's smart

Is indulging in nudist parties in studios,

Anything Goes.

So though I'm not a great romancer

I know that your bound to answer

When I propose,

Anything goes

Anything goes

Anything goes