Anything Goes

In olden days, a glimpse of stocking

Was looked on as something shocking

But now God knows

Anything goes

Good authors too

Who once knew better words

Now they only use four-letter words

Writing prose

Anything goes

The world has gone mad today

And good's bad today

And black's white today

And day is night today

When most guys today

And women prize today are just silly gigolos

So though I'm not a great romancer

I know that I'm bound to answer

When I propose

Anything goes

When mothers pack and leave poor father

'Cause they've decided they'd rather be tennis pros

Anything goes

When Sam Goldwyn

Can with great conviction

Instruct Anna Sten, instruct her in diction

Than Anna shows

Anything goes

Just think of those shocks you've got

And those knocks you've got

And those blues you've got

From that news you got

And those pains you got

From those little radios

So Mrs. R

With all her trimming's

Can broadcast a bed for old Simmons

'Cause Franklin, Franklin knows

Anything goes

You could wear your livers to the disco

Anything goes