Times have changed
And we've often rewound the clock
Since the puritans got the shock
When they landed on Plymouth rock
If today
Any shock they should try to stem
'Stead of landing on Plymouth rock
Plymouth rock would land on them

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 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's night today
With most guys todays
The women's prize today
Are just silly gigolos

And thought I am not a great romancer
I know that you bound to answer what I propose
Anything goes

When grand ma-ma who's age is eighty
And nightclubs is getting matey with Jane and Louis
Anything goes

When mothers pack and leave for father week
'Cause they decide they'd rather be tennis pros
Anything goes

If driving fast cars you like
If low bars you like
If old hymns you like
If bare limbs you like
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like
Why nobody will oppose

When every night
The set that's smart
Is intruding on nudist parties
In studios
Anything goes

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today
And black's white today
And day's night today
And that gent today
You gave a cent today
Once had several chateaus

They think he's gangster number one
So they've made him the favorite son
And it goes to show
Anything goes

You're saying
Your prayers you like
A clean pairs you like
To fold chairs you like
The back stairs you like
To flub affairs you like
With young bears you like
When nobody will (abah)

I know I am not a great romancer
I know that you bound to answer what I propose
Anything goes
Anything, anything, anything
Anything goes (goes)

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Writer(s): Cole Porter