(If You Can't Sing It) You'll Have To Swing It - Chick Webb And His Orchestra

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