I like to feel fancy free
I like to live young
I like the old merry-go-round
I like to play lover
but don't like to get stung
I like my two feet
on the ground
I may date a girl nightly
and kiss her politely
But will she get under my skin
Well my friends it all depends
on the mood I'm in
I like to hear opera
and I like to read Joyce
I'm not the predictable kind
Whatever the option is
Whatever the choice
I like to make up my own mind
If the choice were
to break up
Kiss her and make up
I'll try not to lead with my chin
But my friends it all depends
on the mood I'm in
I may change
Who can tell
I may suffer
the pangs of remorse
I may change 'neath the spell
of that old irresistible force
I'm goin' the route single
Oh don't look to find me
caught up in that marital spin
Yet some day I may sight one
who looks like the right one
And waltz down
the aisle with chagrin
You see my friends
it all depends
on the mood I'm in
But I'm goin' the route single
Oh don't look to find me
caught up in that marital spin
Yet some day I may sight one
who looks like the right one
And waltz down
the aisle with chagrin
You see my disbelievin'
friends it all depends
on the mood I'm in