Beat Your Feet to the Street
Lyrics by D.C. Anderson, Davecamson Music ASCAP
Music by Elizabeth Doyle, ElizabethDoyleMusic ASCAP

Thank you all for coming, this is my final song tonight
I'm forever in the debt of those who've helped me get this right
my director, my musician(s) and the folks who book the room 
the technicians and the wait staff and those who'll later push the broom!
Thank you all for coming, I hope you'll tell your friends you came
I'm delighted that you've dropped a minor fortune in my name  
I hope I've given a performance you'll forever talk about
But the evening's not complete until I say "pay up, get out!"

Grab your coat and grab your hat 
Move your muffins to the doorstep
Life will be real sweet
when you beat your feet to the street
pay the cover, pay for drinks
tip the waiters, hit the highway
call a cabbie! catch the fleet!
Time to beat your feet to the street!

Have you ever had the dream
where you take to the sky
without helicopter, dirigible or plane
you're actually flying
you're higher than high
and the notion seems perfectly sane  
Isn't that a bit like the way that you feel now I'm through
The encore's been sung and you've clapped?
Isn't that a bit like you feel as you settle your bill
and your immediate future's been mapped?

Grab your coat and grab your hat
Truck your tuchas to the doorstep
Life will be real sweet
when you beat your feet to the street
pay the cover, pay for drinks,
tip the waiters, hit the highway
call a cabbie, catch the fleet!
Time to beat your feet to the street
I really mean it
Beat your feet to the street!!
I'll meet you curbside!
Time to beat your feet to the street!!!  SCRAM!

Lyrics ©2003 D.C. Anderson. Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws