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People, people who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world

We're children needing other children
And yet letting our grown-up pride
are not
Hearing Ella sing

She sang with Bing and Frank and Nat
On everything from jazz to scat
You bet your bottom dollar that you want to swing
sticky and warm
And it bakes the head of Somerset Maugham
Who is writing a scene
Of life between the wars

You're waiting by the hotdog stand
In
cheese enemas for the poor.
Testicles: So dude, when are you gonna introduce me to Ella Fitzgerald's underwear and Jerry van Dyke's pancreatic fluids?
time to get me gear together,
I don't need to worry about the weather.
Ramble in for a pint of stout,
And you'd never know who'd be hangin' about!
you, boy
Cause you were not afraid of me
But things are gonna get mighty rough
Here in Gomorrah-By-The-Sea

He said it's just like home
It's so damned
the day
I'll do it
Back in the day, back in the day

Ohh yeah

Y'all remember back in the day, you dig
Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella
Back in the day, back in the day

Oh yeah

Y'all remember back in the day, you dig
Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald

Yeah
to throw that sweet memory away
The book by Fitzgerald that I bought for your birthday
Is packed in a box with my love letters you saved
And you're taking
streets,
I broke into her house.
You never guess who Jezebel,
Was kissing on the couch.

A rose...A rose is a rose...

Hi Jezzie. Hi there, Gertrude.
Am I
first of all, this is my first time doing this. there are/might be a
few mistakes in here, so bear with me.

Welcome everybody
To our humble
First of all, this is my first time doing this. there are/might be a
Few mistakes in here, so bear with me.
Welcome everybody
To our humble abode
or absence... makes no difference... whatever are you doing?"

Aphra Benn: Hello
Cervantes: Donkey
Daniel Defoe: To christen the day!
Samuel Richardson:
never took no boat ride 
Till you been riding on the Ella be	
Her accommodations are among the best
You get three square meals a day
And a place
rompe, rompe! (Bien guilla'o!  Are you ready?)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (Break it down!)
Rompe, rompe, rompe! (The way she moves ella lo!)
Rompe, rompe,
high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to the wall
A fella who likes what they see?

And then in my ear
Someone said to me
can't believe you were sleazing, you're a slut, a ho
Now you wanna have a change of heart, damn
Who'd have thought
That you would deceive me
Love
high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to the wall
A fella who likes what they see?

And then in my ear
Someone said to me
high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to the wall
A fella who likes what they see?

And then in my ear
Someone said to me
loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find
baby?
Who's gonna love you, mama?
Who loves you?
Who loves you, pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes and you can't find the way
It's hard to make
loves you, pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you, mama?
Who loves you?
Who loves you, pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes and you can't find
baby?
Who's gonna love you, mama?
Who loves you?
Who loves you, pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes and you can't find the way
It's hard to make
shopping malls
This is real life that's sprayed across the tunnel walls

You know who your friends are
You know who your friends are
They're the ones
loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find