Cassandra (with NYADA Dance Students):
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), out of sight.
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), out of sight.

Cassandra:
I'm a poor man's son from across the railroad track,
Only shirt I own is hangin' on my back,
But I'm the envy of ev'ry single guy
Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye.
When we go out stepping on the town
For a while my money's low and my suit's so out of style,
But it`s (all right) if my clothes aren't new
(Out of sight) because my heart is [bad word] 
She says

Cassandra (with NYADA Dance Students):
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), out of sight.
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), ah, clean out of sight.

NYADA Dance Students:
Oooh-oooh

Cassandra:
She's a pearl of a girl
I guess that's what you might say
I guess her folks brought her up that way
The right side of the tracks
She was born and raised
In a great big old house, full of buttlers and maids

Cassandra (with NYADA Dance Students):
She says (no one) is better than I
(I know) I'm just an average guy

Cassandra:
No footfall hero or smooth Don Juan
Got empty pockets
You see I'm a poor man's son
Can't give her the things that money can buy
But I'll never, never, never make my baby cry

Cassandra (with NYADA students):
(And it's all right) what I can do
(Out of sight)
Because my heart is [bad word] 
She says (baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), clean out of sight.
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), clean out of sight.
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), ah ha ha ha yeah
(Baby), ev'rything is all right
(Uptight), way out of sight.

Cassandra with NYADA Students:
Baby