Running round and racing through ,
Casanova’s vice
Virtues message roger out,
All the way tonight

My boat is stea-ming, my body’s  bea-ming
Bojangle plays to-night,
Songs sung by sin-gers, by busy fingers
Bojangle plays to-night

Damage done and going on,
that’s what I call desire
I’m running from a-ttraction,
Costello is a (ee) liar
      
My radar’s tur-ning my hands are bur-ning
Bojangle plays to-night
When I take no-thing, losers they go
Bojangle plays to-night

Running round and racing through ,
Casanova’s vice 
Virtues message roger out,
All the way tonight
      
My boat is stea-ming, my body’s  bea-ming
Bojangle plays to-night
When I take no-thing,losers they go
Bojangle plays to-to-night
to-to-night
to-to-night…