Текст песни Can That Boy Foxtrot! - Elly Ameling feat. Louis van Dijk & John Clayton

I know this grocery clerk
Unprepossessing
Some think the boy's a jerk
They have my blessing

But when he starts to move
He aims to please
Which only goes to prove
That sometimes in a clerk
You find a Hercules

He hasn't much that's plus
You might describe him thus

A false alarm
A broken arm
An imitation Hitler
But with littler charm
But, oh!
Can that boy f-foxtrot!

His mouth is mean
He's not too clean
What makes him look reptilian
Is the brilliantine
But, oh!
Can that boy foxtrot

Who knows
What I saw in him?
I took a chance

Oh, yes
One more flaw in him
He can't dance!

As dumbbells go
He's rather slow
And as for being saintly
Even faintly, no

But who needs Albert Schweitzer
When the lights are low
And oh boy, oh boy
Can that boy foxtrot!

Very nice
But no dice
You just can't foxtrot

Good lad
Too bad you just can't foxtrot

Right now as I speak of him
I hear those drums
And, oh, the technique of him
He's all thumbs!

His jokes are quaint
And fairly faint
He may be full of hokum
But I've no complaint

He often is a bore
But on the floor he ain't
And oh boy, oh boy!
Can that boy
Foxtrot!