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 détente, 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