Goin’ Places

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Me and the old man mapped it out
 Fastest route to the Senate floor
 Youngest man to be senator elect
 How so?
 The usual way
 Pick up some medals overseas
 Kick the butts of those SOBs
 Zip back home
 Get married and gain respect
 I'll fly back here to Easthampton
 Scoop you right up into the cockpit
 My hair!
 Kid, we're goin' places
 Goin' places you never dreamed you'd see
 As your social graces give some panache to me
 I'll do my best
 With your pensive smile
 And fairer style
 That debonaire joie de vivre
 Kid, we're goin' places your mama won't believe'
 You know the trouble with the White House, Joe?
 It could use a little color
 Picture the White House I'd restore
 Not to criticize Eleanor
 Home decor just isn't her stock in trade
 You dress up any room just by being in it
 And as a former Waldorf deb
 I'll make fashion my cause celeb
 Call it my American style crusade!
 Remember Joe, it's not what you wear
 No, no, no
 It's how you wear it!
 Kid, we're goin' places
 Goin' places we never dreamed we'd get
 As our love's embraces fill up the basinet
 Slow down! Not yet
 With your Colgate grin
 Dick Tracy chin
 That Hollywood film star sheen
 Kid, we're goin' places
 The nation's never seen
 New worlds await
 Beyond the garden gate
 As long as we've each other
 Long as I escape my mother
 Your mother?
 Well, shouldn't I be the one who matters most?
 But you are. Of course you are!
 The way you talk, a fella could forget
 You're the only one on my dance card
 Oh, the signs are good
 So knock on wood
 We're gonna be A-OK
 'Cause the place we're goin'
 We're goin' all the way
 We're goin' all the way
 We're goin' all the way
 We're goin' all the way!

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Duration
03:06
Key
1
Tempo
157 BPM

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