Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
Like the seashore clings to the sea
Like you'll never get rid of your shadow
Frank, you'll never get rid of me

Let all the others fight and fuss
Whatever happens
We've got us

We're closer than pages that stick in a book (me and my shadow)
We're closer than ripples that flow in a brook
Wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look (strolling down the avenue)
Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza
We're closer than smog when it clings to L.A. (me and my shadow)
We're closer than Bobby is to JFK
Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue

And when it's sleeping time (that's when we rise)
We start to swing (swing to the sky)
Our clocks don't chime (what a surprise)
They ring-a-ding-ding, Happy New Year

And now to repeat what I said at the start (me and my shadow)
They'll need a large crowbar to break us apart
We're alone but far from blue

Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar
We'll make all the late spots, and then a few more
We'll wind up at Jilly's right after Toot's Shore
Life is gonna be wee-wow-wee (it's gonna be a party)
For my shadow and me

Say Frank?
What is it, Sam?
Would you do me a favor?
What do you want now?
Would you mind just taking it one more time?
From the top?
No, from the ending
Wonderful

And while we are swinging, to mention a few
We'll drop in at Danny's, The Little Club too
But wind up at Jilly's, whatever we do (yeah)
Life is gonna be wee-wow-wee
For my shadow and me

Frank?
Oh, forget it, Sam
Alright

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Al Jolson, Billy Rose, Dave Dreyer