Music by Al Jolson and Dave Dreyer with
lyrics by Billy Rose, 1927, Robbie
Williams
Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to.
And when it's twelve o'clock
We climb the stair
We never knock for nobody's there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
Robbie Williams version: 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 when it's sleeping time, that's when we rise,
we start to swing, (ooh ooh you think you're so jazz 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 wind up at Stringy's and maybe Groucho.
Life is gonna be a-wow-wow-whee, for my shadow and me!
Bridge: (spoken)
Can we do that again?
No, I'm too tired.
Oh please Rob.
No, I'm swung out.
I'll give you some money.
I don't need money.
What about a cup of tea?
Not thirsty.
I won't tell anyone you're gay!
Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar!
We'll hit all the late spots, and then a few more.
We'll wind up at Stringy's and maybe Groucho.
Life is gonna be a-wow-wow-whee, for my shadow and me, yeah!
