Getting Out of Town Lyrics > 42nd Street

Lyrics by MICHAEL STEWART
Original lyrics by MORT DIXON and JOE YOUNG
Woman 1:
I'm grabbin' my hat and coat.

Man 1:
I'm leavin' the cat a note.

Man 1 and Woman 1:
Quick, call me a ferry-boat.
Gettin' out of town.

Man 2:
I'm shinin' my travelin' shoes.
Big scoop in the Daily News.
"Who's sayin' his toodle-oos?"
Gettin' out of town.

Girls:
We're leavin' the boys in style.
We're linin' 'em up in file,
And givin' them each a smile,
I'm leavin' the cat a note.
Quick, call me a ferry-boat.
Gettin' out of town.

All:
Cares fly by. They're sayin' bye, bye,
And we're shoutin', "Hoorah!"
Wings spredin' 'cause we're headin' for
Hotcha, hotcha, hotcha.

My neighbors are awful nice.
They promised to feed the mice.
Hey, Iceman! Don't need your ice.
Gettin' out of town.

Cares fly by. They're sayin' bye, bye,
And we're shoutin', "Hoorah!"
Wings spredin' 'cause we're headin' for
Hotcha, hotcha, hotcha.
Hotcha, hotcha, hotcha.

A new kind of company,
It's just magnetizin' me.
I'm footloose and fancy free.
Gettin' out of town.

Additional Verses
Not on the OCR
I'm wearin' my hat and coat.
I'm leavin' the cat a note.
Quick, call me a ferry-boat.
Gettin' out of town.

My tickets are in my hand.
Gosh, isn't the feelin' grand.
Good gracious, they've sent a band!
Gettin' out of town.
Last Update: October, 21st 2014