You can study Shakespeare and be quite elite And you can charm the critics and have nothing to eat Just slip on a banana peel, the world's at your feet Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh! Don't you know everyone wants to laugh? My dad said: Be an actor, my son, But be a comical one! They'll be standing in lines For those old honky-tonk monkey-shines Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh! You can be a Buster Keaton, Or Eddie Cantor, or Danny Kaye! You can be a Jimmy Durante, Or Joe E. Brown, or Charlie Chaplin! You just leave 'em howling with your ho-ho-ho You can make a Frankenstein monster dance and sing You can make all the birds in the sky lose their wings But you gotta make 'em laugh! Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh! (Donald O'Connor proceeds with chaotic physical comedy—flips, pratfalls, and all!)