Ella Fitzgerald - (if You Can't Sing It) You'll Have To Swing It

Mister paganini, please play my rhapsody

And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it

And if you can't sing it, you simply have to

Swing it

I said swing it

Oh-oh-oh swing it

And don't ding it



Oh mister paganini, we breathlessly await

Your masterful d‚tente, go-o on and sling it

And if you can't sling it

You'll simply have to swing it

I said swing it

And scattywahwah

And wahdyscatla



We've heard your repertoire and

At the final bar

We've greeted you with wild applause

But what a great ovation

Your interpretation

Pat-scoodle-atty-doody yeah yeah yeah



Oh mister paganini, now don't you be a meanie

What have you up your sleeve, go on and spring it



And if you can't spring it, you'll simply have to

Swing it