Is...this...me here, really waltzing? Is this me here, being so square? Although I know this kind of mu-sic Makes me sick and you sick Still I'm aware... Yeah, it's me here, really waltzing To a Viennese one-two-three And if you'll pardon me the simile I'm a Romberg and Frim'l-y How can this be me? I've got zee urge to vear short leather trousers And dance za vay Strauss-es made their mous-es Give me some frau-ses dressed up in cute blouses Helping their spouses tie bells on their cows-es Oh...here I'm really waltzing Though I shudder at the idea And though I really should know better Here am I in operetta Really waltzing here And...so...we're here, really waltzing As we take our partners and bow We say "a plague upon the houses of all the three Strausses" But, all the same, we must kow-tow To the rhythm, catchy rhythm For the violins play and we've got to go with 'em Yes, we're waltzing, really waltzing Look at us, really waltzing...now!