When You Gotta Sing, You Gotta Sing

I'm in the throes of an, oh, ecstatic feeling,
My happiness is spread all over my face!
I feel the urge of a fondest piece of feeling
There's no containing it,
There's no restraining it!

When you gotta sing, you've got to sing,
You can't stop a heart that wants to go vocal!
When you gotta dance, you've got to dance,
Whether you're Fred Astaire or only a yokel!

The joy that bubbles within must have its way,
Unless you're made out o' tin, you're gonna swing and sway!

When you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
Into a song of relaxation,
With or without recitation,
When you gotta sing, you gotta sing!

The joy that bubbles within must have its way,
Unless you're made out o' tin, you're gonna swing and sway!

When you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
Into a song of relaxation,
With or without recitation,
When you gotta sing, you gotta sing,
When you gotta sing, you gotta sing!