I like to feel fancy free,
I like to live young,
I like the old merry-go-round.
I like to play lover
but don't like to get stung,
I like my two feet on the ground.
I may date a girl nightly
and kiss her politely,
But will she get under my skin?
Well, My friends, it all depends
on the mood I'm In.
I like to hear opera
or I like to read Joyce,
I'm not the predictable kind.
Whatever the option is,
whatever the choice,
I like to make up my own mind.
If the choice were to break up
or kiss her and make up,
I'll try not to lead with my chin.
But, my friends, it all depends
on the mood I'm in.
I may change,
who can tell?
I may suffer the pangs of remorse.
I may change
'neath the spell
of that old irresistible force.
But I'm goin' the route single,
oh don't look to find me
caught up in that marital spin.
Yet someday I may sight one
who looks like the right one, and
Waltz down the aisle with chagrin.
You see, my friends,
it all depends on the mood I'm in.
But I'm goin' the route single, oh don't look to find me
caught up in that marital spin.
Yet someday I may sight one who looks like the right one,
and Waltz down the aisle with chagrin.
You see, my dears, believe it friends,
It all depends on the mood I'm in.
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