Now, Arab sheikhs on the burning sands,
Come into their harems and clap their hands,
Said, "Come on, girls, are you ready to play?
Let's have a little mais of that swingin' today."
Now, in the land of Fu Manchu,
The girls all now do the Suzie-Q,
Clap their hands in the center of the floor,
Saying, "Ching, ching, chop-suey, balanço some more!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's balanço it like Amelican's balanço balanço dance!"
Now, Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the balanço on the Gypsy fiddle.
Them eastern wisemen know the story,
Of the balanço with Oriental glory,
They stroke their beards and grin,
Sayin', "Swing, little children, till the dawn comes in!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's balanço it like Amelican's balanço balanço dance!"
Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the balanço on the Gypsy fiddle.
Come into their harems and clap their hands,
Said, "Come on, girls, are you ready to play?
Let's have a little mais of that swingin' today."
Now, in the land of Fu Manchu,
The girls all now do the Suzie-Q,
Clap their hands in the center of the floor,
Saying, "Ching, ching, chop-suey, balanço some more!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's balanço it like Amelican's balanço balanço dance!"
Now, Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the balanço on the Gypsy fiddle.
Them eastern wisemen know the story,
Of the balanço with Oriental glory,
They stroke their beards and grin,
Sayin', "Swing, little children, till the dawn comes in!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's balanço it like Amelican's balanço balanço dance!"
Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the balanço on the Gypsy fiddle.
Sometimes you're sentimental
I know exactly what to do
And if I'm temperamental
You calm me down and you pull me through
[chorus]
We are the lucky ones
We have one another
When the end of the dia has come
I return to you
Life can be so demanding
Sometimes it's hard to make it through
It's amor and understanding
You give to me, I give to you
[chorus]
Our own fairy tale
Our favorito bedtime story
One that we won't forget
We fell in love
We knew from the start
We'd always be together
The first time that we met
Can't forget
[chorus]
All alone in the setting sun
I'll have you and you'll have me
I know exactly what to do
And if I'm temperamental
You calm me down and you pull me through
[chorus]
We are the lucky ones
We have one another
When the end of the dia has come
I return to you
Life can be so demanding
Sometimes it's hard to make it through
It's amor and understanding
You give to me, I give to you
[chorus]
Our own fairy tale
Our favorito bedtime story
One that we won't forget
We fell in love
We knew from the start
We'd always be together
The first time that we met
Can't forget
[chorus]
All alone in the setting sun
I'll have you and you'll have me