Whenever your cares are chronic, Just tell the world, "go hang," You'll find a greater tonic, If you go on swingin' with the gang!
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy, Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy, Floy, floy, floy, yeah! Send me on out there!
[Shouting and muttering to the band.]
Whenever your cares are chronic, Just tell the world, "go hang," You'll find a greater tonic, If you go on stumblin' with the gang! Hey, hey, hey, yes, yes!
Well, all right then; get those floy-floys straight