Lyrics Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm - Original - Cab Calloway and His Orchestra
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm - Original , by - Cab Calloway and His Orchestra. Song from the album Cab Calloway and His Orchestra Selected Favorites Volume 6, in the genre Джаз Release date: 19.06.2006 Record label: CHARLY Song language: English
Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm - Original
Yasha was a prodigy, since he was a kid of three
He could play a rhapsody as good as they come
But as strange as it may be, Yasha hated melody
He had a yen for tympani, he longed to play a drum
When his Mother made him practice on the fiddle every day
He’d stop right in the middle and he’d say…
Mama, I wanna make rhythm
Don’t wanta make music
Just wanna go zoozi-zah-zah-zoozi
Ooh-cah-dee-doodle-oodle-aah-doo
Mama, I wanna get hotcha
I wanta make boombah
I wanna go gah-gah
Za-rah-kah, zat-zow, ooh-dee-lah
I’ve got no desire to carry a Stradivarius, but
There’s no limit of primitive tom-tom in my tum-tum