Jitterbug Waltz - Michel Legrand

The night is getting on\nThe band is getting slow\nThe crowd is almost gone\nBut here we are still dancing\nNothing to do, but waltz\nOur feet can barely move\nMy legs are yelling «Whoa»\nBut we’re in such a groove\nAnd love is still advancing\nNothing to do, but waltz\nYou can’t suggest that we could go on jitterbugging\nNo bugging\nWe’ve nothing left for moves more strenuous than hugging\nJust hugging\nBut we don’t need much room to gently cut-a-rug in, we two\nWe’re dead on our feet\nAnd the sauce is repeatin'\nBut what can you do?\nI tried another juice\nAnd get from head to toe\nMy body’s feeling loose\nAnd warm and kind of supple\nNothing to do, but waltz\nMy man would slip away\nMy arms just won’t let go\nI think I’d like to stay,\nTill we’re the only couple\nNothing to do, but waltz\nYou never know how far this sort of thing can get you\nOne never knows, one never, never knows\nWe’re not as tired as we would like to think, I bet you\nYou stay up half the night with me, if I would let you\nYes\nSo come, let the waltz play again