Lyrics Hotcha Razz-Ma-Tazz - Cab Calloway
Say,
don't
be
among
the
late
ones,
Change
your
dancing
ways,
Keep
up
with
the
up-to-date
ones,
And
learn
that
brand-new
craze,
Listen,
pal,
you
gotta
swing
and
grab
your
gal,
And
do
that
thing,
Learn
that
jig-time
dance
They
call
hotcha
razz-ma-tazz.
No
excuse
for
dignity,
Just
get
loose
and
follow
me.
Swing
your
partners
one
and
all,
To
hotcha
razz-ma-tazz.
I'm
here
to
betcha
it's
gonna
getcha,
It
soon
will
hit
your
list,
Oh,
what
a
rhythm,
It's
got
a
rhythm
that
your
feet
cannot
resist.
It
sends
you
young
and
old
all
for
it.
And
they
call
for
more-it,
On
the
floor
they
call
for
more,
For
hotcha
razz-ma-tazz.
1 Beale Street Mama
2 Father's Got His Glasses On
3 Harlem Camp Meeting
4 Harlem Hospitality
5 Hot Water
6 Hotcha Razz-Ma-Tazz
7 Jitterbug
8 Kickin' the Gong Around
9 The Lady With The Fan
10 Little Town Girl
11 Long About Midnight
12 Margie
13 Minnie the Moocher
14 Moon Glow
15 Old Yazoo
16 The Scat Song
17 There's A Cabin In The Cotton
18 Zaz Zuh Zaz
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