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

Martha Raye