The car is supposed to be black now
New York is once again in
Sure you know Woody Allen
and Manhattan
Jeans are once again in
A leather jeans even winters
This what magazines write
they teach us
Hey what's possibly in?
Or again what's out?
It's fashionable to play tennis
and to roller skate
The rules of a polo
are good to recollect again
Do this, do that
you're in, in, in
You're the centre point of the whole city
Hey what's possibly in?
Tell me what's possibly out?
The holy pope sings
songs into the record
They are sold in U.S.A. like cheap paintings
Get on up
Get on down
On the disco ground
It's a fashion of the great world
And of the little village
Hey hey what's possibly in?
Or what's possibly out?
I wanna be
like a plateful of asparagus
they pour on me
some melted butter
Out, out, out
The poor one begs the passerby
In and in and in and
The proud one looks at whiner
Hey hey what's possibly in?
Tell me what's possibly out?
What's possibly in?