Waltzing around in the nude
The neighbors complain that it's crude
But Edna and I think we've been misconstrued
It's not lewd
Waltzing around in the nude

The phonograph stands on the living room floor
Next to the sofa, across from the door
We hum with the tunes and we sway with the beat
With love in our hearts and so light on our feet

We go waltzing around in the nude
Our kids think we're missing a screw or two
But our kids are the fools, the young tight-assed prudes
They're not used to waltzing around in the nude

Now time was we'd float like a leaf on the breeze
Pleasing each other to please ourselves
Still we're two dancing fools, Edna and me
Though these days I'm unsteady and stiff in my knees

We're still waltzing around in the nude
And I don't know a happier mood
With what joy I'm imbued
What wonders these old eyes have viewed
Waltzing around in the nude

But when the coffee is hot and when the sunshine is bright
Sometimes a waltz feels too airy and light
Those are the moments when Edna delights
In changing the record to something just right

And we do the polka in the nude
We love those accordions, do
We open a few of the root beers we brew
And Edna and I do the polka in the nude

we go spinning round and round
Till Edna gets dizzy and falls down
And then she points and giggles
'Cause she thinks that I'm cute
While I'm doing the polka in my birthday suit

So do the polka in the nude
It worked great for us
It'll work great for you
Keep your hearts young and keep your love true
Like Edna and me do the polka in the nude

© 1985 by Dick McCormack