Mr. Paganini. You'll Have to Swing It (If You Can't Sing It)
The concert was over in Carnagie Hall The maestro took bow after bow He said, "My dear friends I have given my all. I'm sorry, it's all over now." When from the balcony way up high There suddenly came a mournful cry
Oh, Mr. Paganini Please play my rhapsody And if you cannot play it won't you sing it? And if you can't sing you simply have to Scat
Listen Paganini, We breathlessly await Your masterful baton Go on and sling it And if you can't sling it you simply have to Scat
We heard your repertoire And at the final bar We greeted you with wild applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation of: I never cared much for moonlight skies I never blinked back at fireflies' Would do
So, Paganini don't you be a meanie What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it, you simply have to Scat
Listen Paganini, Please play my rhapsody And if you cannot play it, wont you sing it? If the boys is bopping Aint no need in stopping Scat
Listen Paganini, We breathlessly await Your masterful baton Come on and spring it If the boys is bopping Aint no need in stopping Scat
I heard your repertoire and At the final bar We greeted you, we greeted you With wild applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation of Scat
Listen Paganini Now, don't you be a meanie What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it, you simply have to Swing it