You work and work for years and years,

you’re always on the go;

You never take a minute off, too busy makin’ dough.

Someday, you say,

you’ll have your fun when you’re a millionaire —

Imagine all the fun you’ll have in your old rockin’ chair.

Refrain:
Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think;
Enjoy yourself, while you're still in the pink.
The years go by as quickly as a wink --
Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.

You’re gonna take that ocean trip, no matter, come what may;
You’ve got your reservations but you just can't get away.
Next year, for sure, you'll see the world,
you’ll really get around —
But how far can you travel
when you’re six-feet under ground?

Your heart of hearts, your dream of dreams,
your ravishing brunette;
She’s left you and she’s now become somebody else’s pet.
Lay down that gun, don’t try, my friend,
to reach the great beyond;
You’ll have more fun by reachin’ for a redhead or a blonde.

Repeat Refrain:

You never go to nightclubs and you just don't care to dance;
You don't have time for silly things
like moonlight and romance.
You only think of dollar bills tied neatly in a stack;
But when you kiss a dollar bill, it doesn't kiss you back.

Repeat Refrain:

Words & Music by Carl Sigman & Herb Magidson
Recorded by Guy Lombardo, 1950