Come on babe, won't you take a chance,nYour papa's gonna show you a brand new dance,nYou shuffle on down, now don't you be no dragnAnd do that Election Year Rag.nnYou take two steps to the left and two steps to the right,nThen just land in the middle and you hang on tight.nCome on down now, don't feel mad,nYou can do that Election Year Rag.nnJump on that old bandwagon,nHere's what you gonna do:nGo down to the Precinct Captain's house this morningnAnd scarf up some lame duck stew.nnWell, don't you cry, don't shed no tears,nYou know it only comes around every four years,nAnd I am your dark horse and you're my nag,nDo that Election Year Rag.nnIf you feel like you need a score card,nWell, you really don't have to fuss.nYou know the winner's always somebody elsenAnd the loser is always us.nnAnd it's shake it to the East, shake it to the West,nHand me down my bullet-proof vest.nIt's nobody's choice and it's anybody's guessnAnd do that Election -nnThere ain't no selection,nAnd do that Election Year Rag.