I know he’s around
When the sky and the ground started ringing,
I know that he’s near by the thunder I hear in advance.
In every way, every day, I need listen myself,
I need more him, more him,
’cause his is the only music that makes me dance…
’cause his is the only music that makes me dance…
[speaking] fanny brice sang a song like that in 1922,
And it made her the toast of broadway…