The sun is warm as the day is longI just got the feeling I can do
no wrongI've got a long way to walkCan't afford my next
mealI tell a few lies but my hunger is realAnd it won't mean
a thing in a hundred yearsNo, it won't mean a thing in a
hundred yearsMademoiselle tell me do you playWell, if she shakes
her head, well then that's okayI watch her walk away in
hasteThere's just no accounting for some people's
taste,And it won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsNo, it
won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsBig angry man in the
doorway thereJust keep on walking like I don't careWhy you
giving such an evil eyeCould it be you were ignored by every
passerbyAnd it won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsNo, it
won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsPlay in the park for
tobacco and foodThen I excuse myself but they think I'm
rudeTourist don't want me to end his showBut this colorful
attraction got places to goAnd it won't mean a thing in a
hundred yearsNo, it won't mean a thing in a hundred
yearsSit at the pier watch the sun go downAnother lost little
boy in a big old townI want to laugh I want to cryBut no matter
how hard I may tryIt won't mean a thing in a hundred
yearsNo, it won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsIt
won't mean a thing in a hundred yearsNo, it won't mean
a thing in a hundred years