Light on Your Feet

You were seen by someone enlisted

I know you feel doomed

But he isn't brass, 'sides, you pass

And so your innocence will be presumed

Keep your heads on and relax

And if someone attacks

First, you laugh it off

Always staying calm

Then diffuse their accusations with complete aplomb

Never beat a fast retreat

Learn to parry back, stay light on your feet

Tell 'em, "What the hell?"

Tell 'em, "Take a hike!"

Let 'em think it's out of boredom, not a thing you like

Blushing like a sugar beet

Makes 'em think the case against ya's complete

Army can't indict a fella light on his feet

Here, take a look at this: Stu's journal

What's so important in that?

Tales of the South Pacific

That give you a clue

Of how Stu and me made it through lots of rough times

April twenty-third, on a base in Guam

I was spied beneath a bunk bed with a cook named Tom

Oh, well hello there, Tom

Said he spilled his drink and slipped

Found a way to reconfigure the script

August seventeenth: Me and ensign Drew

Said that he was kneeling praying, which was almost true

First of June, an airmen's club

Flyer said his muscles needed a rub

Scene was quite a fright, we left that night

Still, light on our feet

Stay light on your feet

With some acrobatic thinking you can make it through

A bit of disguise

A little deceit

They got the war to worry about

They want you to give 'em an out

So, make a leap, take a chance

And you can dance through this man's army