Original Broadway Cast, Curtains - Thataway! lyrics
[Original Broadway Cast, Curtains - Thataway! lyrics]
Kiss me while you can boys
I’m gonna round up that Robb Hood
And hog tie his fancy McNancy (sung)
He made a getaway he left me flataway
At times like this a modern
Miss should gallop thataway
When love goes thisaway
Don’t blow your blissaway
You might find out that
He’s just about a hug and kissaway
No matter whichaway he takes that bitchaway
I won’t relent til he’ll consent
To make a switchaway if he’s in Santa Fe
Or in Piscataway i’ll pack my gown and leave
This town and travel thataway
If he’s in Paraguay or even Mandalay
I’ll grab my horse and set my
Course to reach him thataway
I’ve know a man or two
A score or more, it’s true
And if he stays or if hе
Strays depends on my lasso
It ain’t just how you woo’em
But how you proceed to pursе’em
If you move thisaway thisaway?
And shake it thataway thataway?
There’s every chance he’ll see you
Dance and holler "attaway!" attaway!
Then if you flipaway flipaway
Rotate your hipaway
O-o-o oh! Just wait and see I guarantee
Your man won’t slipaway!
If you’re the mate for him
Don’t sit and wait for him!
It’s up to you but if you do
You’ll be too late for him
If there’s a spataway
Don’t throw his hataway!
Forget that fight, and hold him tight
Till he gets thataway! What’s that music?
What’s that dance?
What’s that stirring in my pants?
Did you see that? Holy cow!
What the hell do I do now?
If you move thisaway What’s that
And shake it thataway music
There’s every chance he’ll see
You dance What’s that and holler "Attaway!"
Then if you flipaway What’s that
Rotate your hipaway stirring
Just wait and see
I guarantee your guy won’t
Slipaway In my pants?
If you’re the mate for him, Did you
Don’t sit and wait for him see that?
It’s up to you, but if you do
You’ll be too late for him Holy cow!
If there’s a spataway What the
Don’t throw his hataway! hell do
Forget that fight
And hold him tight till he
Gets thataway! I do now?
And while you chataway
Your eyes will bataway! Eat off the ground
Eat off the ground your heart will pound
Your heart will pound eat off the ground
Your heart will pound as he looks thataway!
Don’t chew the fataway! Don’t chew the fat
We have but that to say! Just from the waist
Love sets a pace cut to the chase
Let’s all go thataway! Or maybe thataway!
I’m heading thataway! Thataway!
I’m gonna round up that Robb Hood
And hog tie his fancy McNancy (sung)
He made a getaway he left me flataway
At times like this a modern
Miss should gallop thataway
When love goes thisaway
Don’t blow your blissaway
You might find out that
He’s just about a hug and kissaway
No matter whichaway he takes that bitchaway
I won’t relent til he’ll consent
To make a switchaway if he’s in Santa Fe
Or in Piscataway i’ll pack my gown and leave
This town and travel thataway
If he’s in Paraguay or even Mandalay
I’ll grab my horse and set my
Course to reach him thataway
I’ve know a man or two
A score or more, it’s true
And if he stays or if hе
Strays depends on my lasso
It ain’t just how you woo’em
But how you proceed to pursе’em
If you move thisaway thisaway?
And shake it thataway thataway?
There’s every chance he’ll see you
Dance and holler "attaway!" attaway!
Then if you flipaway flipaway
Rotate your hipaway
O-o-o oh! Just wait and see I guarantee
Your man won’t slipaway!
If you’re the mate for him
Don’t sit and wait for him!
It’s up to you but if you do
You’ll be too late for him
If there’s a spataway
Don’t throw his hataway!
Forget that fight, and hold him tight
Till he gets thataway! What’s that music?
What’s that dance?
What’s that stirring in my pants?
Did you see that? Holy cow!
What the hell do I do now?
If you move thisaway What’s that
And shake it thataway music
There’s every chance he’ll see
You dance What’s that and holler "Attaway!"
Then if you flipaway What’s that
Rotate your hipaway stirring
Just wait and see
I guarantee your guy won’t
Slipaway In my pants?
If you’re the mate for him, Did you
Don’t sit and wait for him see that?
It’s up to you, but if you do
You’ll be too late for him Holy cow!
If there’s a spataway What the
Don’t throw his hataway! hell do
Forget that fight
And hold him tight till he
Gets thataway! I do now?
And while you chataway
Your eyes will bataway! Eat off the ground
Eat off the ground your heart will pound
Your heart will pound eat off the ground
Your heart will pound as he looks thataway!
Don’t chew the fataway! Don’t chew the fat
We have but that to say! Just from the waist
Love sets a pace cut to the chase
Let’s all go thataway! Or maybe thataway!
I’m heading thataway! Thataway!