Finale Ultimo

Here she comes down the street
I'll admit my defeat i've won my hot toddy
Over my scarred body

I knew that I'd win singing
But wait until she gets a
Load of your dancing

We'll stay at the inn singing
All by myself I'll have to
Stick to my dancing

Oh, no, my friend, I'm here to end
Your dancing trouble and strife

This will be fun, Miss "Hit-and-Run"
Has come back into my life

We'll stay at the inn we'll have to begin
Singing! Dancing!

We've each other to cling to
You'll be easy to sing to

And you're easy to dance with

So let the old year die with a fond good-bye
And our hopes as high as a kite
How can our love go wrong if
We start the new year right?