Johnny and Robbie
Youth, what you talking like that for, you're from Stoke!
I dunno but I can't stop here pally

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

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

(Me and my shadow) we're closer than pages that stick in a book
We're closer than ripples that flow in a brook
(Strolling down the avenue) wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look
Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza

(Me and my shadow) we're closer than smog to all of L.A.
We're closer than Ricky to confessing he's gay
Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue

And it's sleeping time
That's when we rise
We start to swing (you think we so judge you)
Our clocks don't chime
What a surprise
They ring-a-ding-ding!
Happy New Year!

(Me and my shadow) and now to repeat what I said at the start
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 hit a few late spots, and then a few more
We'll start at Stringy's and maybe Groucho's
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
For my shadow and me!

Can we do that again?
No, I'm too tired
Oh, please Rob
No, I'm swung out
Oh, come on, I'll give you some money
I don't need money
What about a cup of tea
Not thirsty
I'll won't tell anyone you're gay
Fuck

Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar
We'll hit all the late spots, and then a few more
We'll start at Stringy's and maybe Groucho's
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
For my shadow and me! yeah

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