Swing Star, Pt. 2 - Todd Terje

The concert was over in Deutschland 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 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 (Scatting) Listen Paginini We breathlessly await Your masterful baton Go on and swing it And if you can't swing it You simply have to (Scatting) We've heard your repertoire And at the final bar We greeted you with round applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation of I never cared much for moonlit skies I never blinked back at fireflies Would do So Paganini Don't you be a meany What have you up your sleeve Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it You simply have to (Scatting) Listen Paginini Please play my rhapsody And if you cannot play it Won't you sing it If the boys are bopping Ain't no need to stopping (Scatting) Listen Paginini We breathlessly await Your masterful baton Go on and swing it If the boys are bopping Ain't no need to stopping (Scatting) Heard your repertoire And at the final bar We greeted you, we greeted you With round applause But what a great ovation Your interpretation (Scatting) Listen Paginini Now don't you be a meany What have you up your sleeve Come on and spring it And if you can't spring it You simply have to swing it