빌리 홀리데이(Billie Holiday),사라 본(Sarah Vaughan)과 더불어 3대 여성 재즈 보컬리스트로 칭송받는 아티스트인 엘라 피츠제랄드(Ella Fitzgerald)의 1958년 Verve에서 발매된 두장짜리 라이브 앨범 [Live At Mister Kelly's]!! 그녀의 최고 라이브앨범으로 'How Long Has This Been Going On', 'Summertime', 'In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning'등 총 27곡이 수록되어 있다. .... ....
The man who only lives for making money Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny Likewise the man who works for fame There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment Is the kind that is for girl and boy meant Fall in love and you won't regret it That's the best work of all, if you can get it Holding hands at midnight 'Neath a starry sky Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Strolling with the one girl Sighing sigh after sigh Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Just imagine someone Waiting at the cottage door Where two hearts become one Who could ask for anything more? Loving one who loves you And then taking that vow It's nice work if you can get it And if you get it, won't you tell me how?" (bridge) Just imagine someone Waiting at the cottage door Where two hearts become one Who could ask for anything more? Loving one who loves you And then taking that vow Nice work if you can get it And if you get it, won't you tell me how?"
I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew, and never wished for Turkey As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad I was never been to a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward) But social circles spin too fast for me My "hobohemia" is the place to be
I get too hungry, for dinner at eight I like the theater, but never come late I never bother, with people I hate That's why the lady is a tramp
I don't like crap games, with barons and earls Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the free, fresh wind in my hair Life without care I'm broke, it's o'k Hate California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp
Girls get massages, they cry and they moan Tell slender Ella to leave me alone I'm not so hot, but my shape is my own That's why the lady is a tramp
The food at the Kopensky is perfect, no doubt I couldn't tell you what the Ritz is about Drop a nickle in, and coffee comes out That's why the lady is a tramp
Like the sweet, fresh, rain in my face Diamonds and lace, no got, so what?!
for Frank Sinatra, I whistle and stamp That's why the lady is a tramp
She's a hobo She's a scamp She's a no-good kinda tramp That's why the lady is a tramp
I'm gonna love you, like nobody's loved you Come rain or come shine High as a mountain, deep as a river Come rain or come shine I guess when you met me It was just one of those things But don't you ever bet me 'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me You're gonna love me, like nobody's loved me Come rain or come shine We'll be happy together, unhappy together Now won't that be just fine The days may be cloudy or sunny We're in or out of the money But I'm with you always I'm with you rain or shine
Behold the way our fine feathered friend, His virtue doth parade Thou knowest not, my dim-witted friend The picture thou hast made Thy vacant brow, and thy tousled hair Conceal thy good intent Thou noble upright truthful sincere, And slightly dopey gent
You're my funny valentine, Sweet comic valentine, You make me smile with my heart. Your looks are laughable, un-photographable, Yet, you're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, are you smart? But, don't change a hair for me. Not if you care for me. Stay little valentine, stay! Each day is Valentine's Day
Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, are you smart? But, don't change a hair for me. Not if you care for me. Stay little valentine, stay! Each day is Valentine's Day
Times have changed And we've often rewound the clock Since the Puritans got the shock When they landed on Plymouth Rock If today any shock they might try to stem 'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock Plymouth Rock would land on them
In olden days a glimpse of stocking Was looked on as something shocking Now heaven knows Anything Goes
Good authors too Who once knew better words Now only use four letter words Writing prose Anything Goes
If driving fast cars you like If low bars you like If old hymns you like If bare limbs you like If Mae West you like Or me undressed you like Why nobody will oppose
When every night The set that's smart Is intruding on nudist parties In studios Anything Goes
When Missus Ned McLean, God bless her Can get Russian Reds to yes her Then I suppose Anything Goes
When Rockafeller still can hoard Enough money to let Max Gordon Produce his shows Anything Goes
The world has gone mad today And good's bad today And black's white today And day's night today And that gent today You gave a cent today Once had several Chateaus
When folks Who still can ride in Jitneys Find out Vanderbilts and Whitneys Lack baby clothes Anything Goes
When Sam Goldwyn Can with great conviction Instruct Anna Sten in diction Than Anna shows Anything Goes
When you hear that Lady Mendl standing up Now does a handspring landing up On her toes Anything Goes
Just think of those shocks you've got And those knocks you've got And those blues you've got From those news you've got And those pains you've got (If any brains you've got) From those little radios
So Mrs. R With all her trimmin's Can broadcast a bed from Simmon's Cause Franklin knows Anything Goes