Текст песни Can That Boy Foxtrot! - Millicent Martin , Julia McKenzie

We know this grocery clerk
Unprepossessing
Some think the boy's a jerk
They have our 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 and with littler charm
But oh, can that boy 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!

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 boor
But on the floor he ain't
And oh, boy, oh boy
Can that boy foxtrot!