Lyrics:

Oh my boots they shine

And my bowler looks fine

Take some time and care

Take a look at my hair

We hit the dance hall

So smart and so chic

I make them laught a lot

I make them accept me

Secrets are spoken

Plans are drawn in the dust

With a gay bravado

I'm taken into their trust

Oh my boots they shine

And my bowler looks fine

But don't confide in my smile

Because jokers are wild