Ella Fitzgerald - Don't Be That Wayef |
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Don't Be That Wayef
Ella Fitzgerald Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pitterSo 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 Fascinatin' rhythm, you've got me on the go Fascinatin' rhythm, I'm all aWhat 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 aTo find, that 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 gal I used to me Fascinatin' rhythm, oh, won't you stop picking on me? |
