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