On:   Oh, sweet and lovely lady be good,
oh, lady be good to me.
I am so awfully misunderstood,
so, lady be good to me.
Oh, please have some pity;
I´m all alone in this big city,
and I´ll tell you :
I´m just a lonesome baby in this wood.
So, lady be good to me.

Ona: Heaven; I´m in heaven.
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek.
When we´re out together, dancing,
cheek to cheek.

On:   A fine romance with no kisses.
A fine romance, my friend, this is.
You never give the orchids I send a glance!
Ona: No, you like cactus plants.
Oba: This is a fine romance.

Ona: The way you wear your hat.
The way you sing off key.
The memory of all that;
No, no they can´t take that away from me.
No, they can´t take that away from me.

On:   Holding hands at midnight,
´neath the stars in the sky.
Nice work if you can get it,
and you can get it if you try.
Loving one who loves you
and then taking that vow.
Nice work if you can get it;
if you can get it.
Won´t you tell me now.

On:   I wanna dance don´t ask me
I wanna dance don´t ask me
I wanna dance, madame, with you.
I know that music leads the way to romance.
Ona: And if I ask you to hold me in your arms;
I wanna dance.

Ona: Night and day,
you are the one.
Only you beneath the moon
and under the sun.
Whether near to me or far;
It no matter, darling, where you are;
I think of you
night and day.
Night and day.

On:   I´m putting on my top hat,
tying up my tie,
brushing off my tails.
I´m doing up my shirt front,
putting in my shirt studs,
polishing my nails.

Ona: I´m stepping out, my dear,
to breathe an atmosphere
that simply reeks of class.

On:   And I´ll trust that you´ll excuse my dust,
when I step on the gas.

Oba: For I´ll be there
putting on my top hat,
tying up my tie
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night