You can have anything
You can have the red megaphone
You can have the big bass drum
I used to play in a circus band
I’d swing from my knees on a netless trapeze
I was ahead of my time
The crowd all stood and cheered “The Lullabadeer*”
You can have anything… anything…
Step right up, leave your coat at the counter, take a ticket with a number, leave a dollar for the checkout girl-you spin on your heels, you do your best Fred Astaire
she’ll call you, she’ll call you
I swear

I’m The Lullabadeer*

You can have anything
You can have the acrobats’ tumbling mats
I used to jump so high…
the crowd would gasp and cover their eyes
I’d open my umbrella
I’d walk down the air like I was walking down stairs
As I landed softly the crowd all stood and cheered for The Lullabadeer
You can have anything…anything…
Step right up, leave your coat at the counter, take a ticket with a number, leave a dollar for the checkout girl-you spin on your heels, you do your best Fred Astaire
She’ll call you, she’ll call you
I swear

I’m The Lullabadeer*

You can have anything…anything…
Step right up leave your coat at the counter take a ticket with a number leave a dollar for the check out girl-you spin on your heels, you do your best Fred Astaire;
She’ll step right back, bang her elbow on the corner, grab a hangar and you catch her and she lays in your arms and you dip her in butter and she’ll grab you by the collar she’ll call you, she’ll call you
I swear

I’m The Lullabadeer*

You can have anything
You can have the mansion and the limousine
I don’t need a thing, I got my baby, I got my wedding ring
I used to drive a real fast car, in the dust I left superstars
I danced with Audrey Hepburn and…
the crowd all wiped a tear from their faces
with their roses and their aces
they threw spades and clubs and diamonds and red petals at:

The Lullabadeer*.