Don't Wait Around
Don't wait around for me, baby
I'm holding onto you and you to me, tonight
When we're through, bid me adieu
But don't think it means "'til the next time"
Step one out to the left
Now another to the right
Light on your feet, babe
And you're my sweet babe
But don't you go wishing we were something
I'm sure of one thing, that ain't sure of nothing
And if I was, well, then, maybe I could love you
I think you're fine but I'm-a moving all the time
Hands in my dress, babe
I'm a live-long mess, babe
Well I never did need no one but little Katie
She's a funny duck and I'm a little bit crazy
We give 'em stuff to talk about over their morning tea
What is it to us, but free publicity?
Saturday only
His hands are bony
And Katie and me, we are dreamers
Each waving to the sun, and make a run for it
There's a stage for them best of 'em
And we belong on it
In a city far away and all the folks back home will say
"We knew them when" and
"Ain't they just something?"
Don't wait around for me, baby
That moon shines like a liberty dime
It's a night made for the dreamers
I'm a creature coming alive
Lean and fly like it was easy
Tonight in Michigan, tomorrow Toledo or Paris
Just try and catch me
I'm halfway to New York City
Don't wait around for me, baby
Don't you wait around
Don't wait around for me, baby
I'm holding onto you and you to me, tonight
When we're through, bid me adieu
But don't think it means "'til the next time"
Step one out to the left
Now another to the right
Light on your feet, babe
And you're my sweet babe
But don't you go wishing we were something
I'm sure of one thing, that ain't sure of nothing
And if I was, well, then, maybe I could love you
I think you're fine but I'm-a moving all the time
Hands in my dress, babe
I'm a live-long mess, babe
Well I never did need no one but little Katie
She's a funny duck and I'm a little bit crazy
We give 'em stuff to talk about over their morning tea
What is it to us, but free publicity?
Saturday only
His hands are bony
And Katie and me, we are dreamers
Each waving to the sun, and make a run for it
There's a stage for them best of 'em
And we belong on it
In a city far away and all the folks back home will say
"We knew them when" and
"Ain't they just something?"
Don't wait around for me, baby
That moon shines like a liberty dime
It's a night made for the dreamers
I'm a creature coming alive
Lean and fly like it was easy
Tonight in Michigan, tomorrow Toledo or Paris
Just try and catch me
I'm halfway to New York City
Don't wait around for me, baby
Don't you wait around
Don't wait around for me, baby
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Writer(s): Rebekah Rolland
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