Grabbin' up ya' hats, coats, boots and everything.
Leave you're worries on the doorstep cause' we going by and by.
Just direct you're feet.
You look neat!
On the sunny side of the street!
Can't you hear the pitter and the patter,
of the rain drops trickling down you're fire escape ladder!
Life could be so fine...
Fine as mmm wine!
I used to walk.
Walk in the shade.
With my blues on parade...
But! I'm not afraid!
It's over...
Casanova!
If! I never had one cent.
I'd be rich a rockeyfeller...
With goldust at my feet.
On the sunny!
On the shady!
On the sunny!
Side of the street!