Let’s Misbehave Irving Aaronson

We're all alone, no chaperone
Can get our number
The world's in slumber
Let's misbehave

There's something wild about you, child
That's so contagious
Let's be outrageous
Let's misbehave

When Adam won Eve's hand
He wouldn't stand for teasing
He didn't care about
Those apples out of season

They say the spring means
Just one thing to little lovebirds
We're not above birds
Let's misbehave

Let's misbehave
Let's misbehave

If you'd be just so sweet
And only meet your fate, dear
It would be the great event
Of 1928, dear