on your toes
Singer:charles, ray
the sweeter it grows. picking fruit you've got to be
the higher rent goes. get that dough
to come through with airmail. the dancing crowds
look up to some rare male
like that astaire male. see the pretty lady
top of the crop. you want to know the way the wind blows?
remember the youth 'mid snow and ice
who bore the banner with the strange device: excelsior!"