Compositor: Billy Rose, Al Jolson, Dave Dreyer
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
Like the seashore clings to the sea
Like you'll never get rid of your shadow
You'll never get rid of me
Let all the others fight and fuss
Whatever happens, we've got us
We're closer than pages that stick in a book
We're closer than ripples that flow in a brook
Wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look
Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza
Me and my shadow
We're closer than smogto all of LA
We're closer than Ricky to confessing he's gay?
Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue
And when it's sleeping time
That's when we rise
We start to swing
Our clocks don't chime
What a surprise
They ring-a-ding-ding
Happy New Year
And now to repeat what I said at the start
They'll need a large crowbar to break us apart
We're alone but far from blue
Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar
We'll hit a few late spots, and then a few more
We'll start up at Stringy's and maybe? Show
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee
For my shadow and me
Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar
We'll hit all the late spots, and then a few more
We'll start up at Stringy's and maybe? Show
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee
For my shadow and me