Pinwheel of Death

AIN'T MISBEHAVIN' - Original Cast


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Alt. Title Find Out What They Like (And How They Like It)

Writers Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1978

Lyrics I USED TO WONDER RIGHT ALONG,
I MEAN WHY I COULDN'T HOLD A MAN?
I USED TO WONDER TOO
EVERY LOVE AFFAIR WENT WRONG,
UNTIL I CHANGED MY PLAN.
IM HAVING NO MORE TROUBLE NOW,
MY DADDYS NICE AS HE CAN BE.
LADIES, I WILL TELL YOU HOW,
THAT'S IF YOU'LL TAKE A TIP FROM ME

FIND OUT WHAT THEY LIKE,
AND HOW THEY LIKE IT,
AND LET HIM HAVE IT JUST THAT WAY.
GIVE THEM WHAT THEY WANT,
AND WHEN THEY WANT IT,
WITHOUT A SINGLE WORD TO SAY.
YOU GOT TO CATER TO A MAN
AND IF YOU DON'T,
DAY AND NIGHT,
HE'LL FIND SOME OTHER GAL
TO DO THE THINGS YOU WON'T.

JUST USE SOME MORE SUGAR
IF HE SAYS YOUR JAM AIN'T SWEET,
TRUST HIM,
OR HE WILL SEEK FOR HIS DESSERT
ACROSS THE STREET.
SO, FIND OUT WHAT THEY LIKE,
AND HOW THEY LIKE IT,
AND LET HIM HAVE IT JUST THAT WAY.

NOW YOU WILL LOSE HIM
IF YOU GIVE HIM LOLLIPOPS,
WHEN YOU KNOW HE'S CRAZY
JUST TO HAVE SOME CHOPS.
NOW IF HE CLAIMS
HIS LODGE IS MEETING EVERY NIGHT,
THAT MEANS
YOU DON'T HANDLE
ALL YOUR BUSINESS RIGHT.

SO......FIND OUT WHAT THEY LIKE,
AND HOW THEY LIKE IT,
AND LET HIM HAVE IT JUST THAT WAY!
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Writers Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard, Jazz

Recorded 1978

Lyrics I LIKE TO TINKLE ON AN OLD PIANA,
I LIKE TO PLAY IT
IN A SUBTLE MANNAH,
I GET A LOT O' PLEASURE
WITH A SPAN O' KEYS.
UNDERNEATH MY FINGER TIPS,
TRICKLING OFF O' MY LIPS,
A HANDFUL O' KEYS
AND A SONG TO SING,
NOW HOW COULD YOU ASK FOR MORE
THAN TICKLING THE IVORY,
SINGING JIVE,
I REPEAT WHAT I SAID BEFORE.

I LIKE TO SING A LITTLE TUNE
THAT'S MELLAH,
I LIKE TO VOCALIZE,
THERE'S NOTHIN' SWELLAH.
I LOVE TO HAVE A SUPPLE MELODY
JUST TRICKLING OFF O' MY LIPS,.
A HANDFUL O' KEYS
AND A SONG TO SING,
NOW HOW COULD YOU ASK FOR MORE
THAN TICKLING THE IVORY,
SINGING JIVE,
I REPEAT WHAT I SAID BEFORE.

I LIKE TO TINKLE ON AN OLD PIANA,.
I LIKE TO PLAY IT
IN A SUBTLE MANNAH,
I KNOW I'LL ALWAYS BE
THE TOP BANANA
WITH A HANDFUL O' KEYS!
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Writers Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard, Jazz Standard, Instrumental

Recorded 1978

Lyrics THE NIGHT IS GETTING ON,
THE BAND IS GETTING SLOW,
THE CROWD IS ALMOST GONE,
BUT HERE WE ARE STILL DANCING
NOTHING TO DO, BUT WALTZ.
OUR FEET CAN BARELY MOVE,
MY LEGS ARE YELLING WHOA,
BUT WE'RE IN SUCH A GROOVE,
AND LOVE IS STILL ADVANCING
NOTHING TO DO, BUT WALTZ.

YOU CAN'T SUGGEST
THAT WE COULD GO ON
JITTERBUGGING,
NO BUGGING.
WE'VE NOTHING LEFT
FOR MOVES MORE STRENUOUS
THAN HUGGING,
JUST HUGGING.
BUT WE DON'T NEED MUCH ROOM
TO GENTLY CUT-A-RUG IN,
WE TWO,
WE'RE DEAD ON OUR FEET
AND THE SAUCE IS REPEATIN',
BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO?

I TRIED ANOTHER JUICE
AND GET FROM HEAD TO TOE,
MY BODY'S FEELING LOOSE
AND WARM AND KIND OF SUPPLE
NOTHING TO DO, BUT WALTZ.
MY MAN WOULD SLIP AWAY,
MY ARMS JUST WON'T LET GO,
I THINK I'D LIKE TO STAY,
TILL WE'RE THE ONLY COUPLE
NOTHING TO DO, BUT WALTZ.

YOU NEVER KNOW
HOW FAR THIS SORT OF THING
CAN GET YOU.
ONE NEVER KNOWS,
ONE NEVER, NEVER KNOWS.
WE'RE NOT AS TIRED
AS WE WOULD LIKE TO THINK,
I BET YOU.
YOU STAY UP HALF THE NIGHT
WITH ME,
IF I WOULD LET YOU.
YES,
SO COME,
LET THE WALTZ PLAY AGAIN.
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Writers J.C. Johnson, Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1978

Lyrics THEY HAVE A NEW EXPRESSION,
ALONG OLD HARLEM WAY,
THAT TELLS YOU WHEN A PARTY
IS TEN TIMES MORE THAN GAY.
TO SAY THAT THINGS ARE JUMPIN'
LEAVES NOT A SINGLE DOUBT,
THAT EVERYTHING IS IN FULL SWING
WHEN YOU HEAR SOMEONE SHOUT,
HERE 'TIS:

THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN',
IT'S REALLY JUMPIN',
COME IN CATS
AND CHECK YOUR HATS,
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.
THE PIANO'S THUMPIN',
THE DANCERS BUMPIN',
THIS HERE SPOT IS MORE THAN HOT,
IN FACT THE JOINT IS JUMPIN'.

CHECK YOUR WEAPONS AT THE DOOR,
BE SURE TO PAY YOUR QUARTER,
BURN YOUR LEATHER ON THE FLOOR,
GRAB ANYBODY'S DAUGHTER.

THE ROOF IS ROCKIN',
THE NEIGHBOR'S KNOCKIN'.
WE'RE ALL BUMS
WHEN THE WAGON COMES
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.

THE JOINT IS JUMPIN',
IT'S REALLY JUMPIN',
EVERY MOSE IS ON HIS TOES,
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.
NO TIME FOR TALKIN',
IT'S TIME FOR WALKIN',
YES!
GRAB A JUG AND CUT THE RUG,
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.

GET YOUR PIG FEET,
BEER AN' GIN,
THERE'S PLENTY IN THE KITCHEN.
WHO IS THAT
THAT JUST CAME IN?
JUST LOOK AT THE WAY
HE'S SWITCHIN'.

DON'T MIND THE HOUR,
BECAUSE I'M IN POWER.
I GOT BAIL
IF WE GO TO JAIL,
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.
THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN',
IT'S REALLY JUMPIN',
WE'RE ALL BUMS
WHEN THE WAGON COMES,
I MEAN THIS JOINT IS JUMPIN'.

DON'T GIVE YOUR RIGHT NAME,
NO, NO, NO!