Lyrics
They call it wacky dust
It's from a hot cornet
It gives your feet a feeling so breezy
And, oh, it's so easy to get
They call it wacky dust
It brings a dancing jag
And once it starts, then only a
Sap'll refuse to Big Apple or Shag
Oh, I don't know just why
It gets you so high
Putting a buzz in you heart
You'll do a marathon
You'll wanna go on
Kickin' the ceilin' apart
They call it wacky dust
It's something you can't trust
And in the end the rhythm will stop
When it does, then you'll drop
From happy wacky dust
WRITERS
OSCAR LEVANT, STANLEY ADAMS
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing
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Top Emotion
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Theme
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