(D. Dreyer, A. Jolson, B. Rose)

[Recorded October 22, 1962, Los Angeles]



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.



Me and my shadow

We're closer than pages that stick in a book

We're closer than ripples that play 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 when it clings to L.A.

We're closer than Bobby is to J.F.K.

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 skies

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 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 we-wow-whee!

(here comes the party!)

For my shadow and me!



Say Frank?

What is it, Sam?

Do me a favor?

What do you want, now?

Would you mind taking it, just 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

Life is gonna be we-wow-w