Ella Fitzgerald feat. Chick Webb and His Orchestra - Wacky Dust Lyrics

Lyrics Wacky Dust - Ella Fitzgerald , Chick Webb and His Orchestra



They call it wacky dust
It′s from a hot cornet
It gives your feet a feeling so breezy
And oh, it's so easy to get
They call it wacky dust
It brings a dancing jag
And once it starts, then only a
Sap′ll refuse to Big Apple or Shag
Oh I don't know just why it gets you so high
Putting a buzz in you heart
You'll do a marathon you′ll wanna go on
Kickin′ the ceilin' apart
They call it wacky dust
It′s something you can't trust
And in the end the rhythm will stop
When it does, then you′ll drop
From happy wacky dust
Oh we don't know just why it gets you so high
Putting a buzz in you heart
You′ll do a marathon you'll wanna go on
Kickin' the ceilin′ apart
They call it wacky dust, yeah
It′s something you can't trust
And in the end the rhythm will stop
When it does, then you′ll drop
From happy wacky
The rhythm will stop
When it does, then you'll drop
From happy wacky dust



Writer(s): Stanley Adams, Oscar Levant


Ella Fitzgerald feat. Chick Webb and His Orchestra - The Early Years, Pt. 1 (1935-1938)
Album The Early Years, Pt. 1 (1935-1938)
date of release
12-08-1997




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