Floor.

DON'T tell me not to live just sit and putta life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
DON'T tell me not to fly, i simply go to. If someone takes a spill it's me and not you, who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade ?
I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum, and if i'm fanned out... Your turn at bat, sir
At least i didn't fake it, hat, sir, I guess i didn't make it.
But whether i'm the rose of sheer perfection, a freckle on the nose of life's complexion... the cinder or the shiny apple of its eye.
I gotta fly once. I gotta try once....
Only can die once, right, sir. Oh... Life is juicy, juicy and you see... I gotta have my bite, sir.
Get ready for me love, cause i'm a comer.
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around the clouds to rain on my parade.
I'm gonna LIVE and live NOW, GET what I WANT, i know HOW , One roll for the whole shebang, One throw that bell will go clang, eye on the target and WHAM!, one shot, one gun shot and BAM!, Hey Mister Arnstein, HERE I AM! ....