Swinging On a Star - Bing Crosby, Ирвинг Берлин

Would you like to swing on a star?

Carry moonbeams home in a jar?

And be better off than you are?

Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is an animal with long, funny ears

He kicks up at anything he hears

His back is brawny and his brain is weak

He’s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak

And, by the way, if you hate to go to school

You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star?

Carry moonbeams home in a jar?

And be better off than you are?

Or would you rather be a pig?

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face

His shoes are a terrible disgrace

He’s got no manners when he eats his food

He’s fat and lazy and extremely rude

But if you don’t care a feather or a fig

You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you rather be a fish?

A fish won’t do anything but swim in a brook

He can’t write his name or read a book

To fool all the people is his only thought

Though he’s slippery, he still gets caught

But then if that sort of life is what you wish

You may grow up to be a fish

And all the monkeys aren’t in a zoo

Every day you meet quite a few

So you see, it’s all up to you

You can be better than you are

You could be swingin' on a star