Some fellas love to tiptoe through the tulips
Some fellas go on singin' in the rain
Some fellas keep on paintin' skies with sunshine
Some fellas must go swingin' down the lane
But I'm bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kind of gal I'm
While other folks grow dizzy, I keep busy bidin' my time
Next year, next year, something's bound to happen
This year, this year I'll just keep on nappin'
And bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kind of gal I'm
There's no regrettin' when I'm settin', bidin' my time
I'm bidin' my time, 'cause that's the kind of gal I'm
Beginning on Monday, right through Sunday, I'm bidin' my time
Give me, give me, glass that's full of tinkle
Let me, let me, dream like Rip Van Winkle
He's bidin' his time and like that Winkle guy I'm
Chasin' wayflies, how the day flies, bidin' my time
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