There may be trouble ahead,
But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Before the fiddlers have fled,
Before they ask us to pay the bill and while we still have the chance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Soon we'll be without the moon, humming a different tune and then, and then,
I'm stepping out, my dear,
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class;
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas,
For I'll be there,
Putting down my top hat,
Mussin' up my white tie,
Dancing in my tails.
There may be teardrops to shed,
So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance, let's-
Let's face the music,
Let's face the music,
Let's face the music and dance!

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