You're Next

Written for: Summer Holiday (1948)
Lyric: Ralph Blane
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1946
Original publisher: Harry Warren Music, Inc.

Chorus:

(Girls:) If you've been dying for a chance to be elastic,
And dance the light fantastic,
We'll call you when you're next!
And if you're trying not to do the new sensation,
Don't show too much elation,
We'll call you when you're next!
(Belle:) The one who's first is served,
My heart is not reserved;
You'd better all rejoice
Or you will wind up being nobody's choice.
(Girls:) And after ev'ry one of us has danced among you,
You'll feel the wringer's wrung you,
As if your feet were vexed.
And if you find
That you're the kind
Of man whose mind
Is all perplexed,
Don't pout,
We shout,
"Look out,
You're next!"