You'll Have To Swing It (Mr. Paganini)

The concert was over in Carnagie HallThe maestro took bow after bowHe said, "My dear friends, I have given my allI'm sorry, it's all over now"When from the balcony way up highThere suddenly came a mournful cryOh, Mr. PaganiniPlease play my rhapsodyAnd if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?And if you can't sing it you simply have toOnly, only, only, only on Mr. PaganiniWe breathlessly await your masterful détenteGo on and sling itAnd if you can't sling it you simply have toWe heard your repertoire and at the final barWe greeted you with a round of applauseBut what a great ovation, your interpretation of'I never cared much for moonlight skiesI never blinked back at fireflies' would doSo PaganiniDon't you be a meanieWhat have you up your sleeve?Come on and spring itAnd if you can't spring it you simply have toListen PaganiniPlease play my rhapsodyAnd if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?If the boys are bopping, ain't no need in stoppingListen PaganiniWe breathlessly await your masterful détenteCome on and spring itIf the boys is bopping ain't no need in stoppingI heard your repertoire and at the final barWe greeted you, we greeted youWith wild applauseBut what a great ovation, your interpretation ofListen PaganiniNow, don't you be a meanieWhat have you up your sleeve?Come on and spring itAnd if you can't spring itYou simply have to swing itThe concert was over in Carnagie HallThe maestro took bow after bowHe said, "My dear friends, I have given my all