| Times have changed
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| And we’ve often rewound the clock
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| Since the Puritans got a shock
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| When they landed on Plymouth Rock
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| If today
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| Any shock they should try to stem
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| 'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock
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| Plymouth Rock should land on them
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| In olden days a glimpse of stocking
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| Was looked on as something shocking
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| But now, God knows, anything goes
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| Good authors too who once knew better words
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| Now only use four letter words
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| Writing prose, anything goes
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| The world has gone mad today
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| And good’s bad today
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| And black’s white today
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| And day’s night today
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| When most guys today
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| That women prize today
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| Are just silly gigolos
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| And though I’m not a great romancer
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| I know that I’m bound to answer
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| When you propose
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| Anything goes
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| When grandmamma whose age is eighty
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| In night clubs is getting matey with gigolos
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| Anything goes
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| If driving fast cars you like
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| If low bars you like
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| If old hymns you like
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| If bare limbs you like
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| If Mae West you like
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| Or me undressed you like
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| Well, nobody will oppose!
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| When every night
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| The set that’s smart
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| Is intruding in nudist parties in studios
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| Anything goes
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| If saying your prayers you like
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| If green pears you like
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| If old chairs you like
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| If back stairs you like
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| If love affairs you like
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| With young bears you like
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| Well, nobody will oppose!
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| And though I’m not a great romancer
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| I know that I’m bound to answer
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| When you propose
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| Anything goes |