Pinwheel of Death

Fats Waller


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Alt. Title Ain't Misbehaving

Writers Harry Brooks, Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1949

Lyrics verse: male:
THO IT'S A FICKLE AGE
WITH FLIRTING
ALL THE RAGE,
HERE IS ONE BIRD
WITH SELF-CONTROL
HAPPY INSIDE MY CAGE.
I KNOW I LOVE BEST,
THUMBS DOWN
FOR ALL THE REST,
MY LOVE WAS GIVEN,
HEART AND SOUL
SO IT CAN
STAND THE TEST.

female:
YOUR TYPE OF MAN
IS RARE,
I KNOW YOU
REALLY CARE,
THAT'S WHY
MY CONSCIENCE
NEVER SLEEPS
WHEN YOU'RE AWAY
SOMEWHERE.
SURE WAS A LUCKY DAY,
WHEN FATE SENT YOU
MY WAY,
AND MADE YOU
MINE ALONE
FOR KEEPS,
DITTO TO ALL
YOU SAY.

Chorus:
NO ONE TO TALK WITH,
ALL BY MYSELF,
NO ONE TO WALK WITH,
BUT I'M HAPPY
ON THE SHELF,
AIN'T MISBEHAVIN',
I'M SAVIN'
MY LOVE FOR YOU.
I KNOW FOR CERTAIN
THE ONE I LOVE,
I'M THRU WITH FLIRTIN',
IT'S JUST YOU
I'M THINKIN' OF,
AIN'T MISBEHAVIN',
I'M SAVIN'
MY LOVE FOR YOU.

LIKE JACK HORNER
IN THE CORNER,
DON'T GO NOWHERE,
WHAT DO I CARE,
YOUR KISSES
ARE WORTH WAITIN' FOR,
BELIEVE ME.

I DON'T STAY OUT LATE,
DON'T CARE TO GO,
I'M HOME ABOUT EIGHT,
JUST ME AND MY RADIO,
AIN'T MISBEHAVIN,
I'M SAVIN'
MY LOVE FOR YOU.
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Writers Harry Brooks, Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Standard

Recorded 1963

Lyrics OUT IN THE STREET,
SHUFFLIN' FEET,
COUPLES PASSIN' TWO BY TWO.
WHILE HERE AM I,
LEFT HIGH AND DRY,
BLACK,
AND 'CAUSE I'M BLACK
I'M BLUE.
BROWNS AND YELLERS,
ALL HAVE FELLERS,
GENTLEMEN PREFER THEM LIGHT.
WISH I COULD FADE,
CAN'T MAKE THE GRADE,
NOTHING BUT DARK DAYS IN SIGHT.
COLD, EMPTY BED,
SPRINGS HARD AS LEAD,
PAINS IN MY HEAD,
FEEL LIKE OLD NED.
WHAT DID I DO
TO BE SO BLACK AND BLUE?
NO JOYS FOR ME, NO COMPANY,
EVEN THE MOUSE
RAN FROM MY HOUSE.
ALL MY LIFE THROUGH
I'VE BEEN SO BLACK AND BLUE.
I'M WHITE INSIDE,
IT DON'T HELP MY CASE
'CAUSE I CAN'T HIDE
WHAT IS ON MY FACE.
OH! I'M SO FORLORN,
LIFE'S JUST A THORN,
MY HEART IS TORN,
WHY WAS I BORN?
WHAT DID I DO
TO BE SO BLACK AND BLUE?
'CAUSE YOU'RE BLACK,
FOLKS THINK YOU LACK,
THEY LAUGH AT YOU,
AND SCORN YOU TOO,
WHAT DID I DO
TO BE SO BLACK AND BLUE?
WHEN YOU ARE NEAR,
THEY LAUGH AND SNEER,
SET YOU ASIDE
AND YOU'RE DENIED,
WHAT DID I DO
TO BE SO BLACK AND BLUE?
HOW SAD I AM,
EACH DAY I FEEL WORSE,
MY MARK OF HAM
SEEMS TO BE A CURSE,
OH! HOW WILL IT END?
AIN'T GOT A FRIEND,
MY ONLY SIN
IS MY SKIN,
WHAT DID I DO
TO BE SO BLACK AND BLUE?
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Writers Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Standard

Recorded 2015

Lyrics MY, HOW I MISS
YOUR TENDER KISS
AND THE WONDERFUL THINGS
YOU WOULD DO.
I RUN MY HANDS
THROUGH SILVERY STRANDS
BECAUSE I'M BLUE,
TURNING GREY
OVER YOU.

YOU USED TO BE
SO GOOD TO ME,
THAT'S WHEN
I WAS A NOVELTY.

NOW YOU HAVE
NEW THRILLS IN VIEW,
FOUND SOMEONE NEW,
LEFT ME BLUE,
TURNING GREY
OVER YOU.
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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 Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard, Jazz Standard

Recorded 1978

Lyrics verse:
HAVE NO USE
FOR SWEETS
OF ANY KIND
SINCE THE DAY
YOU CAME AROUND,
FROM THE START
I INSTANTLY
MADE UP MY MIND
SWEETER SWEETNESS
CAN'T BE FOUND.
YOU'RE SO SWEET,
CAN'T BE BEAT,
NOTHING SWEETER
EVER STOOD ON FEET.

Chorus:
EVERY HONEY BEE
FILLS WITH JEALOUSY
WHEN THEY SEE YOU
OUT WITH ME.
I DON'T BLAME THEM
GOODNESS KNOWS,
HONEYSUCKLE ROSE.
WHEN YOU'RE PASSING BY,
FLOWERS DROOP AND SIGH,
AND I KNOW
THE REASON WHY.
YOU'RE MUCH SWEETER,
GOODNESS KNOWS,
HONEYSUCKLE ROSE.

DON'T BUY SUGAR,
YOU JUST HAVE TO
TOUCH MY CUP.
YOU'RE MY SUGAR,
IT'S SWEET
WHEN YOU STIR IT UP.

WHEN I'M TAKING SIPS
FROM YOUR TASTY LIPS,
SEEMS THE HONEY
FAIRLY DRIPS,
YOU'RE CONFECTION,
GOODNESS KNOWS,
HONEYSUCKLE ROSE.
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Writers Harry Link, Billy Rose, Fats Waller

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1978

Lyrics I'M FLYING HIGH,
BUT I'VE GOT A FEELING I'M FALLING,
FALLING FOR NOBODY ELSE BUT YOU.
YOU CAUGHT MY EYE,
AND I'VE GOT A FEELING I'M FALLING,
SHOW ME THE RING
AND I'LL JUMP RIGHT THROUGH!

I USED TO TRAVEL SINGLE-O,
WE CHANCED TO MINGLE-O,
NOW I'M A TINGLE OVER YOU.

HEY MISTER PARSON STAND BY,
FOR I'VE GOT A FEELING I'M FALLING,
FALLING FOR NOBODY ELSE BUT YOU!
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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!
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Alt. Title Keeping Out Of Mischief Now

Writers Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Standard

Recorded 1963

Lyrics verse 1:
DON'T EVEN GO
TO A MOVIE SHOW,
IF YOU ARE NOT BY MY SIDE
I JUST STAY HOME
BY MY RADIO,
BUT I AM SATISFIED.
ALL MY FLIRTING DAYS ARE GONE,
ON THE LEVEL FROM NOW ON!

Chorus:
KEEPIN' OUT OF MISCHIEF NOW,
REALLY AM IN LOVE,
AND HOW!
I'M THROUGH PLAYIN' WITH FIRE,
IT'S YOU WHOM I DESIRE.
ALL THE WORLD CAN PLAINLY SEE,
YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE FOR ME
I HAVE TOLD THEM IN ADVANCE,
THEY CAN'T BREAK UP OUR ROMANCE.
LIVIN' UP TO EV'RY VOW,
KEEPIN' OUT OF MISCHIEF NOW.

verse 2:
DON'T GO FOR ANY EXCITEMENT NOW,
BOOKS ARE MY BEST COMPANY
ALL MY OPINIONS HAVE CHANGED SOMEHOW,
OLD FASHIONED AS CAN BE.
WHEN YOU REALLY LEARN TO CARE
THERE'S A THRILL IN SOLITAIRE.

Chorus:
KEEPIN' OUT OF MISCHIEF NOW,
REALLY AM IN LOVE,
AND HOW!
I'M THROUGH PLAYIN' WITH FIRE,
IT'S YOU WHOM I DESIRE.
ALL THE WORLD CAN PLAINLY SEE,
YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE FOR ME
I HAVE TOLD THEM IN ADVANCE,
THEY CAN'T BREAK UP OUR ROMANCE.
LIVIN' UP TO EV'RY VOW,
KEEPIN' OUT OF MISCHIEF NOW.
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Writers Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1956

Lyrics WANTING YOU IS MY OFFENCE,
YOU HAVE ALL THE EVIDENCE,
NOW I WAIT FOR YOU
TO SENTENCE ME!
MUST I GO OR MUST I STAY?
WILL MY SKIES BE BLUE OR GREY?
ARE MY DREAMS TO BE
OR NOT TO BE?

THERE'S NO USE PRETENDING,
LOVE NEEDS NO DEFENDING,
WHAT IS THE VERDICT?
MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS!
YOU'RE MY JUDGE AND JURY,
WHAT DO YOU ASSURE ME?
WHAT IS THE VERDICT?
MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS!

IF THE CHARGE IS LOVING YOU,
THEN I'M GUILTY, DEAR!
TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME TOO
AND I'LL HAVE NO FEAR!
IT IS YOU I'M NEEDING,
FOR YOUR LOVE I'M PLEADING,
WHAT IS THE VERDICT?
MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS!
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Writers Fats Waller, Clarence Williams

Genres Standard

Recorded 2007

Lyrics verse:
DADDY,
YOU'VE BEEN
SO DOGGONE SWEET
ON ME,
DADDY,
YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE
I SEE.
YOU KNOW I NEED
BUT YOU,
'CAUSE YOU'RE
MY MAN
WHO LOVES ME
LIKE NO ONE
CAN.
SOMETHING ABOUT YOU
I CAN'T RESIST:
WHEN YOU KISS ME,
DADDY,
I STAY KISSED!

Chorus:
OH DADDY,
SQUEEZE ME
AND SQUEEZE ME
AGAIN,
DON'T STOP
'TIL I TELL YOU
WHEN.
NOW DADDY,
SQUEEZE ME
AND KISS ME
SOME MORE,
JUST LIKE
OU DID BEFORE.
OH BOY,
CUPID STANDING
CLOSE BY,
OH DADDY,
DON'T MAKE
YOUR SWEET MAMA
CRY.
JUST PICK ME UP
ON YOUR KNEE,
AND I JUST GET,
SO YOU KNOW,
OH,
WHEN YOU
SQUEEZE ME.

AND YOU CAN
TAKE THAT
TO THE BANK!
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