Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whacky Dust 17/8/1938, artist - Ella Fitzgerald.
Date of issue: 31.01.2010
Song language: English
Whacky Dust 17/8/1938 |
They call it wacky dust |
It’s from a hot cornet |
It gives your feet a feeling so breezy |
And oh, it’s so easy to get |
They call it wacky dust |
It brings a dancing jag |
And once it starts, then only a |
Sap’ll refuse to Big Apple or Shag |
Oh I don’t know just why it gets you so high |
Putting a buzz in you heart |
You’ll do a marathon you’ll wanna go on |
Kickin' the ceilin' apart |
They call it wacky dust |
It’s something you can’t trust |
And in the end the rhythm will stop |
When it does, then you’ll drop |
From happy wacky dust |
Oh we don’t know just why it gets you so high |
Putting a buzz in you heart |
You’ll do a marathon you’ll wanna go on |
Kickin' the ceilin' apart |
They call it wacky dust, yeah |
It’s something you can’t trust |
And in the end the rhythm will stop |
When it does, then you’ll drop |
From happy wacky |
The rhythm will stop |
When it does, then you’ll drop |
From happy wacky dust |