Not Quite Frank

[Chorus] I'm not Sinatra I don't have his voice When I open my mouth Just cover your ears, boys    [Verse] I'm a master of nothing at all I trip on my feet; I stumble and fall But I always get up, after all With a smile on my face, ready for the next call   (verse 2] I try to be smooth, but it's all in vain My dancing's a mess. I'm such a pain I'm not the king of cool, not even near But I'll keep on trying, year after year     [Chorus] I'm not Sinatra I don't have his voice When I open my mouth Just cover your ears, boys     [Verse] My jokes are bad, and my singing's worse. I'm just a goofy guy with a silly verse. I'm no crooner, no swingin' cat. Just a regular Joe, where's my hat?     I'll keep on singing, though it's not grand. I'll keep on dancing with my two left hands. I may not be Sinatra, but I'll have my fun. I'll keep on trying until the day is done.     [Chorus] I'm not Sinatra. I don't have his voice. When I open my mouth Just cover your ears, boys.