Dance your cares away, worry’s for another day. Let the music play, down at Fraggle Rock! Work you cares away, dancing’s for another day. Let the Fraggles play, We’re Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red! Dance your cares away, worry’s for another day. Let the music play, down at Fraggle Rock! Down at Fraggle Rock! Down at Fraggle Rock.
Look for the Union Label when you are buying a coat, dress, or blouse. Remember, somewhere our union’s sewing, our wages going to feed the kids, and run the house. We work hard, but who’s complaining. Thanks to the I.L.G. we’re paying our way. So always look for the Union Label. It means we’re able to make it in the U.S.A.!
Boy the way Glen Miller played, songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made, those were the days. And you knew who you were then, girls were girls and men were men. Mister, we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again. Didn’t need no welfare state, everybody pulled his weight. Gee our old LaSalle ran great. Those were the days.
My kinda people, my kinda place. There’s something special about this place. Got no reason to stray too far, ’cause it’s all right here in my own backyard! This is a Burger King town, it’s made just for me! This is a Burger King town, we know how burgers should be! Right up the road, left at the sign. My way, your way, one at a time, hot off the fire with anything on it! And don’t it feel good when it’s just how you want it? This is a Burger King town, it’s made just for me! This is a Burger King town, we know how burgers should be!