歌词
I add two and two, the most simple addition
Then swear that the figures are lying
I'm a much better comic than mathematician
'Cause I'm better on stage than at intermission
And as far as the man is concerned
If I've been burned, I haven't learned
I know he's around
When the sky and the ground start in ringing
I know that he's near
By the thunder I hear in advance
His words and his words alone
Are the words that can start my heart singing
And his is the only music that makes me dance
He-he-he-he'll sleep
And he'll rise in the light of two eyes that adore him
Bore him it might
But he won't leave my sight for a glance
In every way, every day, I need less of myself
I need more him, more him
And his is the only music that makes me dance
Yes, his is the only music that makes me dance
