(Billy.) Fiddlers are playing and dancers are swaying in close embrace,
(Girls.) Close embrace.
(Billy.) Bright eyes are yearning and soft fire is burning in each fair face.
(Girls.) Each fair face.

(Billy.) But though they're comely, you stand around glumly
With gloom that is utter and stare at them dumbly.

There it is again
There it is again
It's the tune that you adore,
That you've danced before on the ballroom floor

There it is again,
And it fills you with despair.
For the orchestra's playing your favorite dance
And your favorite girl's not there.

(Sally.) You miss her sadly for you love her madly But never mind,
(Girls.) Never mind.
(Sally.) Seek consolation that recommendation Is wise you'll find.
(Girls.) Wise you'll find.

(Sally.) As you can't get her, don't stop to reget her,
But take someone else you will find it much better.

There it is again
There it is again
She's not there whom you adore,
But there's plenty more on the ballroom floor

There it is again,
There's no need for you to care.
For the orchestra's playing your favorite dance
And a lot of nice girl's are there.

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