Louis Armstrong - what a wonderful world

All the men come in these places

And the men are all the same

You don't look at their faces
...
And you don't ask their names

You don't think of them as human

You don't think of them at all

You keep your mind on the money

Keeping your eyes on the wall



I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money

And any old music will do