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There is trouble enough in the world
Pick up your feet, little lazy boy
Come dance with your little girl

Spin me 'round this kitchen floor
Like a carnival through a door
I know we're only two-bit clowns
In a one-ring circus

But make me a little bit dizzy boy
Swing me on your trapeze
When I'm in the arms of my dreamy boy
It still makes me weak in the knees

Right here on this record player
Is our scratchy song, we're alone
Slide trombones like an orchestra
Full of fortune tellers

Come now my sweet little breathing boy
I'm listening hard to your heart
It's as strong as a lion's boy
Let's live here and make a new start

I remember once you said
"Lying in this bed the past is dead"
Everyday is a one-act play
Without an ending, without an ending

There is trouble enough in the world
Pick up your feet, little lazy boy