Pinwheel of Death

Harry Brooks


SONGS

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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.
TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

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?
 


Cowriters: Andy Razaf, Fats Waller