(If You Can't Sing It) You'll Have to Swing It

Mister paganini, please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won’t you sing it And if you can’t sing it, you simply have to Swing it I said swing it Oh-oh-oh swing it And don’t ding it Oh mister paganini, we breathlessly await
Your masterful d‚tente, go-o on and sling it And if you can’t sling it You’ll simply have to swing it I said swing it And scattywahwah
And wahdyscatla
We’ve heard your repertoire and
At the final bar
We’ve greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation
Pat-scoodle-atty-doody yeah yeah yeah
Oh mister paganini, now don’t you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve, go on and spring it And if you can’t spring it, you’ll simply have to Swing it