Wacky Dust (with Chick Webb Orchestra)

Wacky Dust - Ella Fitzgerald (埃拉·菲茨杰拉德)/Chick Webb And His Orchestra

They call it wacky dust

It's from a hot cornet

It gives your feet a feeling so breezy

And oh it's so easy to get

They call it wacky dust

It brings a dancing jag

And once it starts then only a

Sap'll refuse to Big Apple or Shag

Oh I don't know just why it gets you so high

Putting a buzz in you heart

You'll do a marathon you'll wanna go on

Kicking the ceiling apart

They call it wacky dust

It's something you can't trust

And in the end the rhythm will stop

When it does then you'll drop

From happy wacky dust

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