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300 | Ella Fitzgerald | If you're blue
And you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Different types who wear a day coat
Pants with stripes and cutaway coat
Perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper
Come, let's mix where rockefellers
Walk with sticks or umbrellas
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper
Come, let's mix where rockefellers
Walk with sticks or umbrellas
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz | Puttin' on the Ritz | 0.749 |
301 | Ella Fitzgerald | One little kiss, a moment of bliss, then hours of deep regret
One little smile, and after a while, a longing to forget
One little heartache left as a token
One little plaything carelessly broken
Remember the night
The night you said, "I love you"
Remember?
Remember you vowed
By all the stars above you
Remember?
Remember we found a lonely spot
And after I learned to care a lot
You promised that you'd forget me not
But you forgot
To remember
Into my dreams you wandered it seems, and then there came a day
You loved me too, my dreams had come true, and all the world was
May
But soon the may time turned to December
You had forgotten, do you remember? | Remember | 0.162 |
302 | Ella Fitzgerald | Where the dreamy Volga flows
There's a lonely Russian rose
Gazing tenderly
Down upon her knee
Where a baby's brown eyes glisten
Listen
Every night you'll hear her croon
A Russian lullaby
Just a little plaintive tune
When baby starts to cry
Rock-a-bye my baby
Somewhere there may be
A land that's free for you and me
And a Russian lullaby | Russian Lullaby | 0.25 |
303 | Ella Fitzgerald | I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails
I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust when I step on the gas
For I'll be there
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails
I just got an invitation through the mails
Your presence requested this evening, it's formal
A top hat, a white tie and tails
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because I'm invited to step out this evening
With top hat, white tie and tails | Top Hat, White Tie and Tails | 0.505 |
304 | Ella Fitzgerald | You can have him
I don't want him
He's not worth fighting for
Besides there's plenty more where he came from
I don't want him
You can have him
I'm giving him the sack
And he can go right back where he came from
I could never make him happy
He'd be better off with you
I'm afraid I never loved him
All I ever wanted to do was
Run my fingers through his curly locks
Mend his underwear and darn his socks
Fetch his slippers and remove his shoes
Wipe his glasses when he read the news
Rub his forehead with a gentle touch
Mornings after when he's had too much
Kiss him gently when he cuddled near
Give him babies one for ev'ry year, so you see
I don't want him, you can have him
You can have him, I don't want him
For he's not the man for me
You can have him
I don't want him
He's not worth fighting for
Besides there's plenty more where he came from
I don't want him
You can have him
He isn't my concern
And he can just return where he came from
I would look a trifle silly
Taking him away from you
That was never my intention
All I ever wanted to do was
Close the window while he soundly slept
Raid the icebox where the food is kept
Cook a breakfast that would please him most
Eggs and coffee and some buttered toast
Wake him gently with a breakfast tray
After breakfast clear the things away
Bring the papers and when they've been read
Spend the balance of the day in bed, so you see
I don't want him, you can have him
You can have him, I don't want him
For he's not the man for me | You Can Have Him | 0.379 |
305 | Ella Fitzgerald | I'll be loving you always
With a love that's true always.
When the things you've planned
Need a helping hand,
I will understand always.
Always.
Days may not be fair always,
That's when I'll be there always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.
I'll be loving you, oh always
With a love that's true always.
When the things you've planned
Need a helping hand,
I will understand always.
Always.
Days may not be fair always,
That's when I'll be there always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always. | Always | 0.864 |
306 | Ella Fitzgerald | Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
I never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going oh-so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on | Blue Skies | 0.604 |
307 | Ella Fitzgerald | Must you dance every dance with the same fortunate man?
You have danced with him since the music began.
Won't you change partners and dance with me?
Must you dance quite so close with your lips touching his face?
Can't you see
I'm longing to be in his place?
Won't you change partners and dance with me?
Ask him to sit this one out.
While you're alone,
I'll tell the waiter to tell
Him he's wanted on the telephone.
You've been locked in his arms ever since heaven-knows-when.
Won't you change partners and then,
You may never want to change partners again. | Change Partners | 0.194 |
308 | Ella Fitzgerald | When I want to see the boys
I know where to find the boys
I don't go through a club or two
I just find you and there are the boys
To get you alone I strive
You ask me to tea at five
I find you then with other men
And wonder when my chance will arrive
How's chances, say, how are the chances
Of making you love me the way I love you
How many young men must I fight with
To be in right with
In right with you
How's chances for one of those glances
A glimpse of the heaven I'm longing to see
How's chances to end all your romances
And start taking your chances with me
My castle will need some restoring
Ceiling and flooring
Furniture, too | How's Chances? | 0.371 |
309 | Ella Fitzgerald | It's a lovely day today
So whatever you've got to do
You've got a lovely day to do it in, that's true
And I hope whatever you've got to do
Is something that can be done by two
For I'd really like to stay
It's a lovely day today
And whatever you've got to do
I'd be so happy to be doing it with you
But if you've got something that must be done
And it can only be done by one
There is nothing more to say
Except it's a lovely day for saying
It's a lovely day
It's a lovely day today
And whatever I've got to do
I've got a lovely day to do it in, that's true
But perhaps whatever I've got to do
Is something that can be done by two
If it is then you could stay
It's a lovely day today
But you're probably busy too
So I suppose there's nothing we can do
For if you've got something that must be done
And it can only be done by one
There is nothing more to say
Except it's a lovely day for saying
It's a lovely day
It's a lovely day today
If you've something that must get done
Now don't forget two heads are better than just one
And besides I'm certain if you knew me
You'd find I'm very good company
Won't you kindly let me stay?
It's a lovely day today
And whatever we've got to do
We've got a lovely day to do it in, that's true
And I know whatever we've got to do
Is something that can be done by two
I'll say it's a lovely day for saying
It's a lovely day | It's a Lovely Day Today | 0.588 |
310 | Ella Fitzgerald | I wake up every morning with a smile on my face
Everything in it's place as it should be
I start out every morning just as free as the breeze
My cares upon the shelf
Because I find myself with
No strings and no connections
No ties to my affections
I'm fancy free and free for anything fancy
No dates that can't be broken
No words that can't be spoken
Especially when I am feeling romancy
Like a robin upon a tree
Like a sailor that goes to sea
Like an unwritten melody
I'm free, that's me
So
Bring on the big attraction
My decks are cleared for action
I'm fancy free and free for anything fancy | No Strings (I'm Fancy Free) | 0.286 |
311 | Ella Fitzgerald | All the world's great lovers have been glorified
History placed them in a romantic set
In between book covers they are side by side
But the real thing hasn't been written yet
Now it can be told
Told in all its glory
Now that we have met
The world may know the sentimental story
The greatest romance they ever knew
Is waiting to
Unfold
Now it can be told
As an inspiration
Every other tale
Of boy meets girl is just an imitation
The great love story
Has never been told before
But now
Now it can be told | Now It Can Be Told | 0.106 |
312 | Ella Fitzgerald | The moon and you appear to be
So near and yet so far from me
And here am I on a night in June
Reaching for the moon and you,
I wonder if we'll ever meet
My song of love is incomplete
I'm just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you.
I'm just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you. | Reaching for the Moon | 0.183 |
313 | Ella Fitzgerald | Put on your slumming clothes and get your car
Let's go sightseeing where the high-toned people are
Come on, there's lots of fun in store for you
See how the other half lives on park avenue
Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on park avenue
Let us hide behind a pair of fancy glasses
And make faces when a member of the classes passes
Let's go smelling where they're dwelling
Sniffing everything the way they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, nose thumbing, on park avenue
Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on park avenue
Where the social hearts for Broadway lights are throbbing
And they spend their nights in smart cafes hobnobbing, snobbing
Come let's eye them, pass right by them
Looking down our noses as they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, crumb bumming, on park avenue | Slumming on Park Avenue | 0.482 |
314 | Ella Fitzgerald | My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance
A moment of bliss we spent
Our hearts were filled with a song of romance
As into the night we went
And sang to our hearts? content
The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on
The night was splendid
And the melody seemed to say
"summer will pass away
Take your happiness while you may"
There ?neath the light of the moon
We sang a love song that ended too soon
The moon descended
And I found with the break of dawn
You and the song had gone
But the melody lingers on | The Song Is Ended | 0.539 |
315 | Ella Fitzgerald | Supper time
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
'cause that man o'mine
Ain't comin' home no more
Supper time
Kids will soon be yellin'
For their supper time
How'll I keep from tellin'
Them that man o'mine
Ain't comin' home no more?
How'll I keep explainin' when they ask me where he's gone?
How'll I keep from cryin' when I bring their supper on?
How can I remind them to pray at their humble board?
How can I be thankful when they start to thank the lord
Lord!
Supper time
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
'cause that man o'mine | Supper Time | 0.127 |
316 | Ella Fitzgerald | Can't run away from you, dear
I've tried so hard but I fear
You'll always follow me near and far
Just when I think that I'm set
Just when I've learned to forget
I close my eyes, dear, and there you are
You keep coming back like a song
A song that keeps saying, remember
The sweet used-to-be
That was once you and me
Keeps coming back like an old melody
The perfume of roses in May
Returns to my room in December
From out of the past where forgotten things belong
You keep coming back like a song | You Keep Coming Back Like a Song | 0.169 |
317 | Ella Fitzgerald | We're going through the impatient years
The years when the day seems twice as long
Restless and sighing and laughing and crying
And dreaming a dream people say is wrong
But we'll journey through the impatient years
To each other's arms where we belong, clinging together
I'm certain we'll weather the warm and stormy day and impatient year
But we'll journey through the impatient years
To each other's arms where we belong, clinging together
I'm certain we'll weather the warm and stormy day and impatient year | The Impatient Years | 0.223 |
318 | Ella Fitzgerald | When the rhythm gets to rockin' on the swing side
And the cats condescend to lend an ear
When the beatniks start to gather 'round the ringside
There's a certain thing they always want to hear
Seven-twenty, seven-twenty in the books
What's the tune they like the best
When the jive becomes deluxe?
What's the number one request?
Seven-twenty in the books
When the band begins to play
You should see the dirty looks
If the leader doesn't say
Seven-twenty in the books
It's something that you'll approve
Gets you right in the groove
To keep in step
You really gotta be hep
Just be like the kangaroo
Or the fishes in the brooks
Ev'rybody's jumpin' to
Seven-twenty in the books
It's something that you'll approve
Gets you out of the groove
To keep in step
You really gotta be hep
Just be like the kangaroo
Or the fishes in the brooks
Ev'rybody's jumpin' to
Seven-twenty in the books
Seven-twenty
Seven-twenty
Seven-twenty
Let's keep jumpin' to seven-twenty in the books | 720 in the Books | 0.685 |
319 | Ella Fitzgerald | Maybe I can't live to love you as long as I want to.
Life isn't long enough baby, but I can love you as long as I live.
Maybe I can't give you diamonds and things like I want to,
But I can promise you, baby, I'm gonna want to as long as I live.
I never cared, but now I'm scared, I won't live long enough.
That's why I wear my rubbers when it rains and eat an apple every day then see
the doctor anyway.
What if I can't live to love you as long as I want to.
Long as I promise you, baby, I'm gonna love you as long I live.
I'll even wear long underwear, when winter breezes blow
I'm gonna take good care of me because, a sneeze or two might mean the flu,
And that would never never do
What if I can't live to love you as long as I want to.
Long as I promise you, baby, I'm gonna love you as long I live. | As Long as I Live | 0.324 |
320 | Ella Fitzgerald | Dim the light, little man
And tonight, little man
On a ship of dreams you'll sail
Dreams are made for children
And a dream is a fairytale
You don't need a magic wand
To see all that lies beyond
If you just believe in fairyland
Fairyland appears
Dream away, little man
Dream as long as you can
Don't grow up, I beg of you
Dreams are made for children
And for children dreams come true | Dreams Are Made for Children | 0.142 |
321 | Ella Fitzgerald | If you ain't wrong, you're right
If it ain't day, it's night
If you ain't sure, you might
Gotta be this or that
If it ain't dry, it's wet
If you ain't got, you get
If it ain't gross, it's net
Gotta be this or that
If it ain't sis, you can't miss
It's got to be your brother
Can't you see it's gotta be
One way or the other?
If it ain't full, it's blank
If you don't spend, you bank
If it ain't Dee, it's Frank
Gotta be this or that | Gotta Be This or That | 0.598 |
322 | Ella Fitzgerald | Ask me how do I feel
Ask me now that we're cosy and clingin'
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a bell, I'd be ringin'
From the moment we kissed tonight
That's the way I've just gotta behave
Boy, if I were a lamp, I'd light
Or if I were a banner, I'd wave
Ask me how do I feel
Little me with my quiet upbringing
Well, sir, all I can say
Is if I were a gate, I'd be swinging
And if I were a watch
I'd start popping my springs
Or if I were a bell
I'd go ding dong, ding dong ding
Yes, I knew my morale would crack
From the wonderful way that you looked
Boy, if I were a duck, I'd quack
Or if I were a goose, I'd be cooked
Ask me how do I feel
Ask me now that we're fondly caressing
Well, if I were a salad
I know I'd be splashing my dressing
Or if I were a season, I'd surely be spring
Or if I were a gate, I would swing
Have a fling almost any old thing
Or if I were a bell
I'd go ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding, ding dong | If I Were a Bell | 0.374 |
323 | Ella Fitzgerald | Just you, just me
Let's find a cozy spot
To cuddle and coo
Just us, just we
I've missed an awful lot
My trouble is you
Oh, gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
Use your imagination!
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot
'Round wonderful you! | Just You, Just Me | 0.742 |
324 | Ella Fitzgerald | I like cake, no mistake, but, baby, if you insist
I'll cut out the cake just for your sake
Baby, come on and knock me a kiss
I like pie; I hope to die just to get a load of this
When you get high, doggone the pie
Baby, come on and knock me a kiss
When you pressed your little lips to mine
It was then I understood
They taste like candy, brandy, and wine
Peaches, bananas, and everything good
I love jam and no flim flam; scratch that off my list
This ain't no jam; the jam can scram
Baby, come on and knock me a kiss
When you pressed your little lips to mine
It was then I understood
They taste like candy, brandy, and wine
Peaches, bananas, and everything good
I like cars and big cigars, but, baby, they won't be missed
If everyday I hear you say
Baby, come on and knock me a kiss
Baby, come on and knock me a kiss | Knock Me a Kiss | 0.259 |
325 | Ella Fitzgerald | Moonlight on the Ganges, my little Hindu
When I whispered love's sweet melody
All our dreams and our schemes came true
Someday on the Ganges, I'll need you once more
And I'll kiss you and caress you
Where the waters kiss the silent shore
Moonlight on the Ganges, my little Hindu
When I whispered love's sweet melody
All our dreams and our schemes came true
Someday on the Ganges, I'll need you once more
And I'll kiss you and caress you
Where the waters kiss, kiss the silent shore | Moonlight on the Ganges | 0.547 |
326 | Ella Fitzgerald | My kinda love, your kinda love
Keeps me believing although you're deceiving
My kinda love, one way to paradise
My kinda lips, your kinda lips
When love comes stealing, encourage that feeling
My kinda love, one way to paradise
Although you're happy today
You may be gone tomorrow
Love comes but once; don't be a dunce
When you need it, steal it, beg or borrow
I'm fond of you, you're fond of me
Tell me you love me and hug me and squeeze me
My kinda love, one way to paradise
Although you're happy today
You may be gone tomorrow
Love comes but once; don't be a dunce
When you need it, beg or steal or borrow
I'm fond of you, you're fond of me
Tell me you love me and hug me and squeeze me
My kinda love, one way to paradise | My Kinda Love | 0.333 |
327 | Ella Fitzgerald | Every time it rains
I think of you
And that's the time
I feel so blue
The rain starts to fall
Across my window's pane
But it's raining teardrops
From my eyes
If you see tears
Here in my eyes
It's just because
You said goodbye
So, baby, won't you hurry?
Because I love you so
And it's raining teardrops
From my eyes
Remember the night you told me
Our love would always be
I wouldn't be sad and lonely
If you were here with me
Every single cloud
Would disappear
I'd wear a smile
If you were here
So, baby, won't you hurry?
Because I love you so
And it's raining teardrops
From my eyes | Teardrops from My Eyes | 0.607 |
328 | Ella Fitzgerald | What's your story, morning glory?
What makes you look so blue?
The way that you've been acting
I don't know what to do
For I love you, sure as one and one make two
What's your story, morning glory?
Got a feeling there's a lot you're concealing
So, won't you let me know your point of view?
What is your story, morning glory?
You've got me worried too
The postman came this morning
And left a note for you
Did you read it? Then you know that I love you
What's your story, morning glory?
Give your answer to this patient romancer
Oh, won't you tell me that you love me too? | What's Your Story, Morning Glory? | 0.255 |
329 | Ella Fitzgerald | If the nightingales could sing like you
They'd sing much sweeter than they do
For you brought a new kind of love to me
And if the sandman brought me dreams of you
I'd want to sleep my whole life through
You brought a new love to me
I know that I'm the slave, you're the queen
Still, you can understand that underneath it all
You're a man and I am only a maid
I would work and slave the whole day through
If I could hurry home to you
You brought a new kind of love to me | You Brought a New Kind of Love to Me | 0.399 |
330 | Ella Fitzgerald | You are my destination
I have to call
'Cause you have so much on the ball
Ah, you hit the spot
Like the first embrace with a modest tide
Well, you hit the spot
Like pipe and slippers by the fireside
Matter-of-factly don't know exactly what it is that you've got
But you hit the spot
You hit the spot
Like a balmy breeze on a night in May
You hit the spot
Like a cool mint julep on a sunny day
You hit the spot
In my estimation | You Hit the Spot | 0.596 |
331 | Ella Fitzgerald | In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he likes to play is eight to the bar
When he plays, it's a ball
He's the daddy of them all
The people gather around when he gets on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm he beats puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
A-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff, a-raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
And when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
He plays a boogie, he plays eight to the bar
A boogie-woogie, that is the way he likes to play on his piano
And we all know
That when he plays he puts them all in a trance
The cats all holler "Hooray"
You'll hear them say, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
When he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler, "Beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
The people gather around when he gets up on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm that he plays puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there ever bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
A-plink plink, a-plank plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff riff, a-raff raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar" | Beat Me Daddy, Eight to the Bar | 0.638 |
332 | Ella Fitzgerald | If I am fancy free
And love to wander
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
There's something calling me
From way out yonder
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
I've got to give vent to my emotions
I'm only content havin' my way
There is no other life
Of which I'm fonder
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
No cares
No strings
My heart has wings
If I am fancy free
And I love to wander
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
I've got to give vent to my emotions
I'm only content havin' my way
There is no other life
Of which I'm fonder
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
No cares
No strings
My heart has wings
If I am fancy free
And love to wander
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
It's just the Gypsy in my soul
Just the Gypsy in my soul | Gypsy in My Soul | 0.596 |
333 | Ella Fitzgerald | I'm out doin' the usual places
And I'm livin' it, like young
Then I dig me this face of all faces
He's the craziest, like young
He drinks coffee at Cafe Espresso
He reads Kerouac, like young
He goes where all the angry young men go
Recites poetry, like young
We start blowin' the pad around lovin'
And we're homin' it, like now
We spin records on cloud number seven
And he's reachin' me, like wow
I'm all unstrung 'cause, man
He's got me feelin' like young
If he were to brush me and go
I'm starting to wear my hair again
Like a square again
I keep gettin' the kookiest notion
I think maybe it's like love
I've been feelin' a crazy emotion
I think, baby, it's like love
Now we're ridin' a rainbow to Cloudsville
And we're makin' it like young
Love soft as April snow
Love warm as candle glow
Love, love is easy to go
I'm all unstrung 'cause, man
He's got me feelin' like young
Without him I'm no good at all
Without him I'm less than a decimal
?
I keep gettin' the kookiest notion
I think maybe it's like love
I've been feelin' a crazy emotion
I think, baby, it's like love
Now we're ridin' a rainbow to Cloudsville or Wowsville
We're makin' it, makin' it like, like, like young | Like Young | 0.573 |
334 | Ella Fitzgerald | Moonlight becomes you, it goes with your hair
You certainly know the right thing to wear
Moonlight becomes you, I'm thrilled at the sight
And I could get so romantic tonight
You're all dressed up to go dreaming
Now don't tell me I'm wrong
And what a night to go dreaming
Mind if I tag along
If I say I love you
I want you to know
It's not just because there's moonlight
Although, moonlight becomes you so
You're all dressed up to go dreaming
Now don't tell me I'm wrong
And what a night to go dreaming
Mind if I tag along
If I say I love you
I want you to know
It's not just because there's moonlight
Although, moonlight becomes you so | Moonlight Becomes You | 0.137 |
335 | Ella Fitzgerald | You make me feel so young
You make me feel like spring has sprung
Every time I see you grin
I'm such a happy individual
The moment that you speak
I want to go and play hide-and-seek
I want to go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon
You and I are just like a couple of tots
Running across the meadow
Picking up lots of forget-me-nots
You make me feel so young
You make me feel there are songs to be sung
Bells to be rung
And a wonderful fling to be flung
And even when I'm old and gray
I'm gonna feel the way I do today
'Cause you make me feel so young | You Make Me Feel So Young | 0.466 |
336 | Ella Fitzgerald | I fetch his slippers, fill up the pipe he smokes
I cook the kippers, laugh at his oldest jokes
Yet here I anchor, I might have had a banker
Boy! what love has done to me
His nature's funny, quarrelsome half the time
And as for money, he hasn't got a dime
And here's the joker, I might have had a broker
Boy! what love has done to me
When a guy looks my way
Does he get emphatic, say he gets dramatic?
I just want to fly 'way
But if I left him I'd be all at sea
I'm just a slavey, life is a funny thing
He's got the gravy, I got a wedding ring
And still I love him, there's nobody above him
Boy! what love has done to me
His brains are minus,
Never a thought in sight
And yet his highness
Lectures me day and night;
Oh where was my sense
To sign that wedding license?
Boy! What love has done to me!
My life he's wrecking, bet you could find him now
Out somewhere necking somebody else's frau
You get to know life when married to a low life
Boy! what love has done to me
I can't hold my head up
The butcher, the baker, oh no he's a faker
Brother I am fed up
But if I left him he'd be up a tree
Where will it wind up, I don't know where I'm at
I make my mind up, I oughta leave him flat
But I have grown so, I love that dirty so-and-so
Boy! what love has done to me. | Boy What Love Has Done To Me | 0.226 |
337 | Ella Fitzgerald | Near Barcelona, the peasant crooned
The old traditional Spanish tunes
The Neapolitan street song sighs
You think of Italian skies
Each nation has a creative vein
Originating a native strain
With folk songs plaintive and others gay
In their own peculiar way
American folk songs, i feel
Have a much stronger appeal
The real American folksong is a rag
A mental jag
A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues
The critics called it a "joke song" but now
They've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow
For it's inoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter
Than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot
The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you
The real American folksong, the masses coaxed on, is a rag
The real American folksong is a rag
A mental jag
A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues
The critics called it a "joke song" but now
They've changed their tune, and they like it, somehow
For it's inoculated with a syncopated sort of meter, sweeter
Than a classic strain, boy you can't remain, still or quiet, for it's a riot
The real American folksong
Is like a fountain of youth
You taste, and it elates you, and then, invigorates you
The real American folksong, is a rag | The Real American Folk Song | 0.437 |
338 | Ella Fitzgerald | They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's above, but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me | But Not for Me [45 RPM Take][*] | 0.267 |
339 | Ella Fitzgerald | They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's above, but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me | But Not for Me [Mono Mix][*] | 0.139 |
340 | Ella Fitzgerald | Come on, you children, gather around
Gather around, you children
And we will lose that evil spirit
Called the voodoo
Nothin' but trouble, if he has found
If he has found you, children
But you can chase the hoodoo
With the dance that you do
Let me lead the way
Jubilee today
He'll never hound you
Stamp on the ground, you children
Come on
Clap-a yo' hand, slap-a yo' thigh
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Everybody come along and join the Jubilee
Clap-a yo' hand, slap-a yo' thigh
Don t you lose time, don't you lose time
Come along; it's shake yo' shoes time
Now for you and me
On the sands of time
You are only a pebble
Remember, trouble must be treated
Just like a rebel
Send him to the Devil
Clap-a yo' hand, slap-a yo' thigh
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Everybody come along and join the Jubilee | Clap Yo' Hands [Mono Mix][*] | 0.574 |
341 | Ella Fitzgerald | Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm
That pit-a-pats through my brain
So darn persistent
The day isn't distant
When it'll drive me insane
Comes in the morning without any warning
And hangs around me all day
I'll have to sneak up to it
Someday, and speak up to it
I hope it listens when I say
[Chorus]
Fascinating rhythm
You've got me on the go
Fascinating rhythm
I'm all a-quiver
When a mess you're making
The neighbors want to know
Why I'm always shaking
Just like a flivver
Each morning I get up with the sun
Start a-hopping
Never stopping
To find at night no work has been done
I know that
Once it didn't matter
But now you're doing wrong
When you start to patter
I'm so unhappy
Won't you take a day off?
Decide to run along
Somewhere far away off
And make it snappy
Oh, how I long to be the man I used to be
Fascinating rhythm
Oh, won't you stop picking on me? | Fascinating Rhythm [Mono Mix][*] | 0.523 |
342 | Ella Fitzgerald | He loves and she loves
And they love
So why can't you love
And I love like too?
Birds love and bees love
And whispering trees love
And that's what we both should do
Oh, I always knew someday you'd come along
We'll make a twosome that just can't go wrong
Hear me? He loves and she loves
And they love, so won't you
Love me as I love you?
Oh, I always knew someday you'd come along
We'll make a twosome that just can't go wrong
Hear me? He loves and she loves
And they love, so won't you
Love me as I love you?
Won't you love me as I love you? | He Loves and She Loves [Mono Mix][*] | 0.526 |
343 | Ella Fitzgerald | Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
And in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'll never roam
Who would, would you?
And so, all else above,
I'm waiting for the man I love | The Man I Love [Mono Mix][*] | 0.0757 |
344 | Ella Fitzgerald | The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for fame
There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name
The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment
Is the kind that is for girl and boy meant
Fall in love and you won't regret it
That's the best work of all, if you can get it
Holding hands at midnight
'Neath a starry sky
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try
Strolling with the one girl
Sighing sigh after sigh
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try
Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask for anything more?
Loving one who loves you
And then taking that vow
It's nice work if you can get it
And if you get it, won't you tell me how?
Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask for anything more?
Loving one who loves you
And then taking that vow
Nice work if you can get it
And if you get it, won't you tell me how? | Nice Work If You Can Get It [Mono Mix][*] | 0.466 |
345 | Ella Fitzgerald | The odds were a hundred to one against me
The world thought the heights were too high to climb
But people from Missouri never incensed me
Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned
For from history I had learned
How many, many times the worm had turned
They all laughed at Christopher Columbus
When he said the world was round
They all laughed when Edison recorded sound
They all laughed at Wilbur and his brother
When they said that man could fly
They told Marconi
Wireless was a phony
It's the same old cry
They laughed at me wanting you
Said I was reaching for the moon
But, oh, you came through
Now they'll have to change their tune
They all said we never could be happy
They laughed at us and how
But ho, ho, ho
Who's got the last laugh now?
They all laughed at Rockefeller Center
Now they're fighting to get in
They all laughed at Whitney and his cotton gin
They all laughed at Fulton and his steamboat
Hershey and his chocolate bar
Ford and his Lizzie
Kept the laughers busy
That's how people are
They laughed at me wanting you
Said it would be, "Hello, goodbye"
But, oh, you came through
Now they're eating humble pie
They all said we'd never get together
Darling, let's take a bow
For ho, ho, ho
Who's got the last laugh?
Hee, hee, hee
Let's at the past laugh
Ha, ha, ha
Who's got the last laugh now? | They All Laughed [Mono Mix][*] | 0.475 |
346 | Ella Fitzgerald | But I'm Bidin' My Time;
'Cause that's the kinda guy I'm
While other folks grow dizzy
I keep busy
Bidin' My Time.
Next year, next year,
Somethin's bound to happen;
This year, this year,
I'll just keep on nappin'
And Bidin' My Time
'Cause that's the kinda guy I'm.
There's no regrettin'
When I'm settin'
Bidin' My Time. | Bidin' My Time | 0.595 |
347 | Ella Fitzgerald | Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
Oh I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
How can I be civil when hearing this drivel
It`s only for nightclubbin` souses
Oh give me the free `n` easy waltz that is Vienneasy and
Go tell the band If they want a hand
The waltz must be Strauss`s
Ya, ya ya, give me oom-pa-pah
When I want a melody
Lilting through the house
Then I want a melody
By Strauss
It laughs, it sings, the world is in rhyme
Swinging to three-quarter time
Let the Danube flow along
And the Fledermauss
Keep the wine and give me song
By Strauss
By Jove, by Jing, by Strauss is the thing
So I say to ha-cha-cha, heraus!
Just give me your oom-pa-pah, by Strauss!
Let the Danube flow along
And the Fledermauss
Keep the wine and give me song
By Strauss
By Jove, by Jing, by Strauss is the thing
So I say to ha-cha-cha, heraus!
Just give me your oom-pa-pah, | By Strauss | 0.709 |
348 | Ella Fitzgerald | Come on, you children, gather around,
Gather around, you children.
And we will lose that evil spirit
Called the voodoo.
Nothin' but trouble, if he has found
If he has found you, children,
But you can chase the hoodoo
With the dance that you do.
Let me lead the way.
Jubilee today!
He'll never hound you,
Stamp on the ground, you children!
Come on!
Clap-a yo' hand! Slap-a yo' thigh!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Everybody come along and join the Jubilee!
Clap-a yo' hand! Slap-a yo' thigh!
Don t you lose time! Don't you lose time!
Come along-it's shake yo' shoes time
Now for you and me!
On the sands of time
You are only a pebble,
Remember, trouble must be treated
Just like a rebel,
Send him to the Debble!
Clap-a yo' hand! Slap-a yo' thigh!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Everybody come along and join the Jubilee! | Clap Yo' Hands | 0.55 |
349 | Ella Fitzgerald | I've got the "you don't know the half of it, dearie" blues
Oh, how I wish you'd drop that anger and end your cruise
You're just a duffer who makes me suffer
All the younger set says your heart's to let
I've got the "you don't know the half of it, dearie" blues
I've got the "you don't know the half of it, dearie" blues
Although I know that love's a gamble, I hate to lose
Life will be duller; we'll have no color
Jill without a Jack makes the future black
I've got the "you don't know the half of it, dearie" blues
I've got the "you don't know the half of it, dearie" blues | The Half of It, Dearie, Blues | 0.231 |
350 | Ella Fitzgerald | Bad news, go away
Call `round someday
In March or May
I can't be bothered now
My bonds and shares
May fall downstairs
Who cares, who cares
I'm dancing and
I can't be bothered now
I'm up among the stars
On earthly things I frown
I'm throwing off the bars
That held me down
I'll pay the piper
When times are riper
Just now, I shan't
Because you see I'm dancing and
I can't be bothered now
I'm up among the stars
On earthly things I frown
I'm throwing off the bars
That held me down
I'll pay the piper
When times are riper
Just now, I shan't
Because you see I'm dancing and
I can't be bothered now | I Can't Be Bothered Now | 0.452 |
351 | Ella Fitzgerald | Once I visited my cousin, in Milwaukee, USA
She got boyfriends by the dozen, when she sang in a lowdown way
She was a positive sensation
The songs that she sang would never miss
My cousin was my inspiration
That`s how I got like this
I got a cousin in Milwaukee
She`s got a voice so squawky
And though she`s tall and kind of gawky
Oh, how she gets the men
Her singing isn`t operatic
It`s got a lot of static
What makes your heart get acrobatic
Nine times out of ten
When she sings hot, you can`t be solemn
It sends the shivers up and down your spinal column
When she sings blue, the men shout, "What stuff!"
That baby is hot stuff
So if you like the way I sing songs,
If you think that I`m a wow
You can thank my squawky cousin from Milwaukee
Because she taught me how
When she sings hot, you can`t be solemn
It sends the shivers up and down your spinal column
When she sings blue, the men shout, "What stuff!"
That baby is hot stuff
So if you like the way I sing songs,
If you think that I`m a wow
You can thank my squawky cousin from Milwaukee
Because she taught me how | My Cousin in Milwaukee | 0.582 |
352 | Ella Fitzgerald | Soon, my dear, you'll never be lonely,
Soon, you'll find I live for you only.
When I'm with you who cares what time it is
Or what the place or what the climate is?
Oh! Soon, our little ship will become sailing
Home through every storm, never failing,
The day you're mine this world will be in tune,
Let's make that day come soon.
Oh! Soon, our little ship will become sailing home
Through every storm, never failing,
The day you're mine this world will be in tune,
Let's make that day come soon. | Soon | 0.321 |
353 | Ella Fitzgerald | That certain feeling
The first time I met you
I hit the ceiling
I could not forget you
You were completely sweet
Oh, what could I do?
I wanted phrases
to sing his praises
That certain feeling
The one that they all know
No use concealing
I`ve got what they call love
Now we`re together
Let`s find out whether
You`re feeling, that feeling too
I felt it happen
Just as you came in view
Grew sort of dizzy
Thought gee, who is he?
That certain feeling
I`m here to confess it
Is so appealing
No words can express it
I can not hide it
I must confide it
I`m feeling that feeling, too. | That Certain Feeling | 0.374 |
354 | Ella Fitzgerald | If I should suddenly start to sing
Or stand on my head or anything
Don`t think that I've lost my senses
It`s just that my happiness finally commences
The long long ages of dull despair
Are turning into thin air
And it seems that suddenly I've
Become the happiest girl alive
Things are looking up
I've been looking the landscape over
And it`s covered with four leaf clover
Oh things are looking up
Since love looked up at me
Bitter was my cup
But no more will I be the mourner
For I've certainly turned the corner
Oh things are looking up
Since love looked up at me
See the sunbeams
Every one beams
Just because of you
Love`s in session
And my depression
Is unmistakably through
Things are looking up
It`s a great little world we live in
Oh I`m happy as a pup
Since love looked up at me
See the sunbeams
Every one beams
Just because of you
Love`s in session
And my depression
Is unmistakably through
Things are looking up
It`s a great little world we live in
Oh I`m happy as a pup
Since love looked up at me | Things Are Looking Up | 0.46 |
355 | Ella Fitzgerald | Let it rain and thunder,
Let a million firms go under.
I am not concerned with
Stocks and bonds that I've been burned with!
I love you and you love me
And that's how it will always be
And nothing else can ever mean a thing
Who cares what the public chatters
Love's the only thing that matters
Who cares if the sky cares to fall in the sea
Who cares what banks fail in Yonkers
Long as you've got a kiss that conquers?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!
Who cares how history rates me
As long as your kiss intoxicates me?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me! | Who Cares? | 0.312 |
356 | Ella Fitzgerald | After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy, I'm awake
With no bromo-seltzer handy
I don't even shake
Men are not a new sensation
I've done pretty well I think
But this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink
I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Lost my heart, but what of it
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day when I'll cling to him
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
He's a fool and don't I know it
But a fool can have his charms
I'm in love and don't I show it
Like a babe in arms
Love's the same old sad sensation
Lately I've not slept a wink
Since this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink
I've sinned a lot; I'm mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
When he talks, he is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best
Vexed again, perplexed again
Thank God, I can be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
Wise at last, my eyes at last
Are cutting you down to your size at last
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more
Burned a lot, but learned a lot
And now you are broke, so you earned a lot
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more
Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic
Life was so hard to bear
Now my heart's antiseptic
Since you moved out of there
Romance, finis, your chance, finis
Those ants that invaded my pants, finis
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more | Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered | 0.263 |
357 | Ella Fitzgerald | I was just minding my business
Life was a beautiful song
Didn't have a care nor worry
Then you had to come along
I fell in love with you first time
I looked into them there eyes
You've got a certain lil' cute way of flirtin'
With them there eyes
They make me feel happy, they make me blue
No stallin'
I'm fallin'
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin'
You sure started somethin'
With them there eyes
You'd better watch them if you're wise
They sparkle, they bubble
They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
You're overworkin' 'em
There's danger lurkin' in
Them there eyes
Maybe you think I'm just flirtin'
Maybe you think I'm all lies
Just because I get romantic when I gaze in
Them there eyes
I fell in love with you first time
I looked into them there eyes
You've got a certain lil' cute way of flirtin'
With them there eyes
They make me feel happy, they make me blue
No stallin'
I'm fallin'
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin'
You sure started somethin'
With them there eyes
You'd better watch them if you're wise
They sparkle
They bubble
They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
You're overworkin' 'em
There's danger lurkin' in
Them there eyes | Them There Eyes | 0.73 |
358 | Ella Fitzgerald | Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
And goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you!
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you! | The Christmas Song | 0.243 |
359 | Ella Fitzgerald | Frosty the Snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the Snowman
Is a fairytale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day
There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the Snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me
Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said let's run
And we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there all around the square
Saying catch me if you can
He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler stop
Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying don't you cry
I'll be back again some day
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Over the hills of snow | Frosty the Snowman | 0.836 |
360 | Ella Fitzgerald | Good morning blues, blues how do you do
Good morning blues, blues how do you do
Babe, I feel alright but I come to worry you
Baby, it's Christmas time and I want to see Santa Claus
Baby, it's Christmas time and I want to see Santa Claus
Don't show me my pretty baby, I'll break all of the laws
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, listen to my plea
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, listen to my plea
Don't send me nothing for Christmas but my baby back to me | Good Morning Blues | 0.544 |
361 | Ella Fitzgerald | Have yourself a merry little christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
Out of sight
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be
Miles away
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then, well have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little christmas now | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas | 0.484 |
362 | Ella Fitzgerald | Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.
Cho: Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, O
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.
A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed at me as
I there sprawling laid
But quickly drove away.
Now the ground is white,
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls along
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! You'll take the lead. | Jingle Bells | 0.865 |
363 | Ella Fitzgerald | Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate to go out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow | Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! | 0.874 |
364 | Ella Fitzgerald | You better watch out you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh, you better watch out you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town | Santa Claus Is Coming to Town | 0.896 |
365 | Ella Fitzgerald | Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo-hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, let's go
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, let's go
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with the song of a wintery fairy land
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy, cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you | Sleigh Ride | 0.644 |
366 | Ella Fitzgerald | I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
"May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white | White Christmas | 0.157 |
367 | Ella Fitzgerald | Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the blue bird
In his place is the new bird
He's singing our song, as we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man, but you can do the job when you're in town"
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid, the plans that we made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mr.Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows, ain't it thrillin'
Though you know, kids are chillin'
We'll frolick and play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland (wo oh oh ...) | Winter Wonderland | 0.665 |
368 | Ella Fitzgerald | Let's get away from sleigh bells
Let's get away from snow
Let's make a break some Christmas, dear
I know the place to go
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?
How'd ya like to spend the holiday away across the sea?
How'd ya like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?
How'd ya like to hang a stocking on a great big coconut tree?
How'd ya like to stay up late like the islanders do?
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe
If you ever spend Christmas on Christmas Island
You will never stray for everyday
Your Christmas dreams come true
How'd ya like to stay up late like the islanders do?
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe
If you ever spend Christmas on Christmas Island
You will never stray, for everyday
Your Christmas dreams come true
On Christmas Island your dreams come true | Christmas Island | 0.613 |
369 | Ella Fitzgerald | Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
And goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you!
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you! | The Christmas Song [Alternate Take][#][*] | 0.199 |
370 | Ella Fitzgerald | Somewhere there's music
How faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven
How high the moon
There is no moon above
When love is far away too
Till it comes true
That you love me as I love you
Somewhere there's music
How near, how far
Somewhere there's heaven
It's where you are
The darkest night would shine
If you would come to me soon
Until you will, how still my heart
How high the moon
Somewhere there's music
How faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven
How high the moon
The darkest night would shine
If you would come to me soon
Until you will, how still my heart
How high the moon | How High the Moon | 0.625 |
371 | Ella Fitzgerald | Back in the days of knights in armor
There once lived a lovely charmer
Swimming in the Rhine
Her figure was divine
She had a yen for all the sailors
Fishermen and gobs and whalers
She had a most immoral eye
They called her Lorelei
She created quite a stir
And I want to be like her
I want to be like that gal on the river
Who sang her song to the ships passing by
She had the goods and how she could deliver
The Lorelei
She used to love in a strange kind of fashion
With lots of hey-ho-de-ho-hi-de-hi
And I can guarantee I`m full of passion
Like the Lorelei
I`m treacherous, yeah-yeah
Oh, I just can`t hold myself in check
I`m lecherous, yeah-yeah
I want to bite my initials on a sailor`s neck
Each affair has a kick and a wallop
For what they crave, I can always supply
I want to be just like that other trollop
The Lorelei
I want to be just like that other trollop
The Lorelei | Lorelei | 0.507 |
372 | Ella Fitzgerald | Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red
Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
Look out, old Macky's back!! | Mack the Knife | 0.551 |
373 | Ella Fitzgerald | That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine
The same old tingle that I feel inside
When that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, 'round and 'round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide
I should stay away, but what can I do?
I hear your name, and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire
You are the lover that I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Baby, down and down I go
All around I go, in a spin
Loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love | That Old Black Magic | 0.658 |
374 | Ella Fitzgerald | As Dorothy Parker once said
To her boyfriend, "fare thee well"
As Columbus announced
When he knew he was bounced,
"it was swell, Isabel, swell"
As Abelard said to Eloise,
"don't forget to drop a line to me, please"
As Juliet cried, in her romeo's ear,
"romeo, why not face the fact, my dear"
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit, of the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot, not to cool down
So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things
If we'd thought a bit, of the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot, not to cool down
So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things
Just one of those things | Just One of Those Things [*] | 0.508 |
375 | Ella Fitzgerald | When the only sound in the empty street
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
That belong to a lonesome cop, I open shop
When the moon so long has been gazing down
On the wayward ways of this wayward town
That her smile becomes a smirk, I go to work
Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled, love for sale
Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price for a trip to paradise?
Love for sale
Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love, every love but true love
Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares, follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale
Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love, every love but true love
Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares, follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale, love for sale, love for sale | Love for Sale [*] | 0.32 |
376 | Ella Fitzgerald | It's very clear our love is here to stay
Not for a year, but ever and a day
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies and in time may go
But, oh, my dear, our love is here to stay
Together we're going a long, long way
In time the Rockies may crumble, Gibraltar may tumble
They're only made of clay
But our love is here to stay
In time the Rockies may crumble, Gibraltar may tumble
They're only made of clay
But our love is here to stay | Love Is Here to Stay [*] | 0.466 |
377 | Ella Fitzgerald | I remember other days how I used to weep
Over things you said to me; I couldn't even sleep
You forgot your promises, every single vow
All you did was laugh at me, but things are different now
I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me
Every road has a turning
That's one thing you're learning
I cried for you; what a fool I used to be
Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer
I found a heart just a little bit truer
I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me
How can I forget the hours that I worried through
Wondering the live long day just what next thing to do?
In those days you never thought anything of me
But the slave that was all yours and now at last is free
I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me
Every road has a turning
That's one thing you're learning
I cried for you; what a fool I used to be
Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer
I found a heart just a little bit truer
I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me | I Cried for You | 0.0966 |
378 | Ella Fitzgerald | I hadn't anyone till you, I was a lonely one till you
I used to lie awake and wonder, if there could be
A someone in this wide world, just made for me
And now I see I had to save my love for you
I never gave my love till you
And through my lonely heart demanding it,
Cupid took a hand in it
I hadn't anyone till you
And through my lonely heart demanding it,
Cupid took a hand in it
I hadn't anyone till you | I Hadn't Anyone Till You | 0.125 |
379 | Ella Fitzgerald | Come to me, my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't be blue
All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe
You know, dear, that I'm in love with you
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Cuddle up, my dear
While, I kiss away each tear
Or else, I shall be melancholy too
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Please, cuddle up, my dear
While, I kiss away each tear
Or else, I shall be melancholy too
| My Melancholy Baby | 0.127 |
380 | Ella Fitzgerald | Reach for tomorrow
Today belongs to the past
The golden hopes of your yesterdays
Can all be yours at last
Reach for tomorrow
And keep your head in the sky
You may get hurt
In a thousand ways
But give it one more try
Have no regret about
Forget about
The chances you missed
In days to come
I know there's something
Better than this
Reach for tomorrow
And keep your dreams ever new
No matter how many times it seems
That dreams are not for you
Reach for tomorrow
And make them all come true | Reach for Tomorrow | 0.189 |
381 | Ella Fitzgerald | When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came
When you meet with the young girls early in the spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you | September Song | 0.128 |
382 | Ella Fitzgerald | If you've never had to count a million sheep
Then you've never been blue, never been blue
If you've never had to cry yourself to sleep
Then you've never been blue, never been blue
I know I could go on laughing and troubled
Plain trouble
But when it concerns the heart
The pain seems doubled
Never worry about a little hurt or two
There's nothing at all bothering you
If you've never had a pal who stole your gal
Then you've never known you've never been blue
Something that this life will mind is plain, honey
That's funny
When you're miles away from home
It's not so sunny
No one ever knows what I go through
While someone at home is babying you
If you've never had to miss a goodnight kiss
Then you've never known you've never been blue | Then You've Never Been Blue | 0.111 |
383 | Ella Fitzgerald | Who's Sorry Now?
Who's Sorry Now?
Who's heart is aching for breaking each vow?
Who's sad and blue?
Who's crying too?
Just like I cried over you.
Right to the end,
Just like a friend,
I tried to warn you somehow.
You had your way,
Now you must pay;
| Who's Sorry Now? | 0.144 |
384 | Ella Fitzgerald | It begins to tell 'round midnight, midnight
I do pretty well till after sundown
Supper time I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad 'round midnight
Memories always start 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And ol' midnight knows it too
When a quarrel we had needs mending
Does it mean that our love is ending?
Darlin', I need you; lately I find
You're out of my heart and I'm out of my mind
Let our hearts take wings 'round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing for your returning
Till our love is safe and sound
And old midnight comes around
Feelin' sad really gets bad
'Round, 'round, 'round midnight | 'Round Midnight | 0.154 |
385 | Ella Fitzgerald | Night and stars above that shine so bright
The mystery of their fading light
That shines upon our caravan
Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep
Across the sand so I may keep
The memory of our caravan
This is so exciting
You are so inviting
Resting in my arms
As I thrill to the magic charms
Of you beside me here beneath the blue
My dream of love is coming true
Within our desert caravan | Caravan | 0.556 |
386 | Ella Fitzgerald | I don't believe in frettin' and grievin'
Why mess around with strife?
I never was cut out to step and strut out
Give me the simple life
Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant
Those things roll off my knife
Just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes
Give me the simple life
A cottage small is all I'm after
Not one that's spacious and wide
A home that rings with joy and laughter
And the ones you love inside
Some like the high road, I like the low road
Free from the grief and strife
Sounds corny and seedy, but, yes, indeedy
Give me the simple life | Give Me the Simple Life | 0.766 |
387 | Ella Fitzgerald | I heard it came to town
A new kind of rhythm
Spread around
Sort of set you sizzlin'
Now I'm all through with symphony
Oh, rock it for me
Every night
You'll see all the nifties
Plenty tight
Swingin' down the fifties
Now they're all through with symphony
Ho ho ho, rock it for me
Now it's true that once upon a time
The opera was the thing
But today the rage is rhythm and rhyme
So won't you satisfy my soul
With the rock and roll?
You can't be tame
While the band is playin'
It ain't no shame
To keep your body swayin'
Beat it out in the minor key
Ho ho ho, rock it for me
Can't you hear me singin', la-la-la-la-la
While the band is swingin'
Oh, Chick Webb's sockin'
And the band is rockin'
So send me lightly, politely
Brightly, and slightly
Ho ho ho, rock it for me
Now I'm all through with this stuff they call symphony
Come on, boys, and sorta rock it for me
It's true that once upon a time
The opera was the thing
But today the rage is rhythm and rhyme
So won't you satisfy my soul
With the rock and roll?
You can't be tame
While the band is playin'
It ain't no shame
To keep your body swayin'
Beat it out in the minor key
Oh, rock it
Oh, rock it
Say, won't you rock it for me?
Why even all the nifties they don't want to hear any more symphony
I'm tellin' you, Jack, you better get hip for yourself and rock it for me | Rock It for Me | 0.601 |
388 | Ella Fitzgerald | You must take the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the "A" train
You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem
Hurry, get on, now it`s coming
Listen to those rails a-thrumming
All aboard, get on the "A" train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem | Take the "A" Train | 0.496 |
389 | Ella Fitzgerald | This can't be love
Because I feel so well
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs
This can't be love
I get no dizzy spells
My head is not in the skies
My heart does not stand still
Just hear it beat
This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love
Because I feel so well
I love to look in your eyes
I love to look in your eyes
This can't be love
Because I feel so well
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs
This can't be love
I get no dizzy spells
My head is not in the skies
My heart does not stand still
Just hear it beat
This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love
Because I feel so well
I love to look in your eyes
I love to look in your eyes | This Can't Be Love | 0.699 |
390 | Ella Fitzgerald | Those fingers in my hair
That sly come-hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
It's witchcraft
And I've got no defense for it
The heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do?
'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says, "yes, indeed" in me
Proceed with what you're leading me to
It's such an ancient pitch
But one that I wouldn't switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you
'Cause it's witchcraft, that crazy witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says, "yes, indeed" in me
Proceed with what you're leading me to
It's such an ancient pitch
But one that I'd never switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you | Witchcraft | 0.361 |
391 | Ella Fitzgerald | You, you're driving me crazy
What did I do? What did I do?
My tears for you make everything hazy
Clouding the skies of blue
How true were the friends
Who were near me to cheer me
Believe me, they knew, but you
Were the kind who would hurt me
Desert me when I needed you
Yes, you, you're driving me crazy
What did I do to you? | You're Driving Me Crazy | 0.819 |
392 | Ella Fitzgerald | You, you're driving me crazy!
What did I do?
What did I do?
My tears for you make everything hazy
Clouding the skies of blue
How true
Were the friends who were near me to cheer me
Believe, me they knew
But you
Were the kind who would hurt me, desert me
When I needed you
Yes you, you're driving me crazy!
What did I do to you? | You're Drivin' Me Crazy | 0.819 |
393 | Ella Fitzgerald | You must take the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem
If you miss the "A" train
You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem
Hurry, get on, now it's coming
Listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard
Get on the "A" train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem
You must take the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem
You must take the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem
If you miss the "A" train
You'll miss the quickest way to Harlem
Hurry, get on board, it's comin'
Listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard
Get on the "A" train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem
Harlem, boy
Next stop is Harlem
Next stop, Harlem
Come on, get aboard the "A" train
Get aboard
Next stop is Harlem
Take the "A" train | Take The "A" Train [Version] | 0.835 |
394 | Ella Fitzgerald | I got a right to sing the blues
I got a right to feel low down
I got a right to hang around
Down around the river
A certain man in this old town
Keeps draggin' my poor heart around
All I see for me
Is misery
I got a right to sing the blues
I got a right to moan and sigh
I got a right to sit and cry
Down around the river
I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love
Say what you choose
I got a right to sing the blues | I Got a Right to Sing the Blues | 0.108 |
395 | Ella Fitzgerald | Some folks were meant to live in clover,
But they are such a chosen few.
And clover being green is something I've never seen
'Cause I was born to be blue.
When there's a yellow moon above me,
They say there's moonbeams I should view
But moonbeams being gold are something I can't behold
'Cause I was born to be blue.
When I met you the world was bright and sunny
When you left the curtain fell
I'd like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny
Now my world's a faded pastel
Well, I guess I'm luckier than some folks,
I've known the thrill of loving you.
And that alone is more than I was created for
'Cause I was born to be blue. | (I Was) Born to Be Blue | 0.198 |
396 | Ella Fitzgerald | Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, good time Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
This way, join the party
I say, meet McCarty
Hey, hey, Charlie, take a bow
Ginger ale and white rock for his table
Grab a chair, move over there
And let him sit right next to Mabel
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, good time Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, good time Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
This way, meet The Dollies
I say, Zeigfield Follies
Hey, Charlie, take a bow
See the smile on all those hungry faces
They can tell that he's a buyer
From those wide and open spaces
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, good time Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
See the smile on all those hungry faces
They can tell that he's a buyer
From those wide and open spaces
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie, oh boy, yeah
Ginger ale and white rock for his table
Grab a chair, move over there
And let him wait
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, good time Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
This way, join the party
I say, meet McCarty
Hey, hey, Charlie, take a bow
See the smile on all those hungry faces
They can tell that he's a buyer
From those wide and open spaces
Clap hands, here comes Charlie
Clap hands, here comes Charlie now
He's a big man with the ladies
And sail her with his doubt
When he starts to wail and holler, "Go man go"
Oh boy, there was Charlie
What joy, swingin' Charlie
Clap hands, there goes Charlie now | Clap Hands! Here Comes Charlie | 0.79 |
397 | Ella Fitzgerald | Now you say you're lonely
You cry the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
'Cause I cried, I cried, I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said?
You told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
And now you say, you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
'Cause I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said?
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
Now, now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry, cry, cry me a river
Cry me a river
'Cause I cried a river over you
If my pillow could talk, imagine what it would have said
Could it be a river of tears I cried instead?
So you can cry me a river
Daddy, go ahead and cry me a river
'Cause I cried, how I cried a river over you
How I cried a river over you | Cry Me a River | 0.354 |
398 | Ella Fitzgerald | Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seems you have gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you
Good morning heartache what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight to Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down | Good Morning Heartache | 0.119 |
399 | Ella Fitzgerald | I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine
I got a guy
When he starts into pet me
He's the sauce on spaghetti
He's the kind
That you can't keep off your mind
I got a guy
And he's tough
He's just a gem in the rough
But when I polish him up, I swear
He'll be a Tiffany solitaire
I'm riding high
'Cause I'm happy and carefree
There is nothing that can scare me
'Cause I got a guy
I got a guy
And he's tough
He's just a gem in the rough
But when I polish him up, I swear
He'll be a Tiffany solitaire
I'm riding high
'Cause I'm happy and carefree
There is nothing that can scare me
'Cause I got a guy | I Got a Guy [#][*] | 0.596 |