Lyrics and Music by Fats Waller
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 spano' 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 nothings swellah.
I love to have a supple melody
Just tricklings off o' my lips.
A handful o' keys
And a song to sing,
Now how could you ask for more?
Than ticklings the ivory,
Singings 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
I like to tincle 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
Too muchs they see,they go..
Too muchs they see,they or yours they go....
Right they seee...
Rights they seee................
Right they seeee.................................
Right they see they don`t they..........
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