| Sweet and pure that’s for sure
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| And you’ll always know
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| When you’re hearing Ella sing
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| Cool and hot bobble your back
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| If you’re not grooving then you are not
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| Hearing Ella sing
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| She sang with Bing and Frank and Nat
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| On everything from jazz to scat
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| You bet your bottom dollar that you want to swing
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| Hearing Ella sing
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| Hear that bard then that word
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| Ain’t no sound like the one you’ve heard
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| Hearing Ella sing
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| Hear that throat, bend that note
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| You’ll hear more than the right or wrong
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| Hearing Ella sing, yeah
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| With boo, du, bado, yadoo, la, boo, do, bop
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| She broke all the records at the record shop
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| And no one’s gonna ever stop remembering
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| Hearing Ella sing
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| Oh, this old black day is for my Ella
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| Let it flow, let her know
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| Man, we can still hear Ella all around us
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| Ella, Ella we will never let you go
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| That’s for Ella, let it flow, oh, let her know
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| Oh you know we can, we can, still hear Ella all around us
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| Come on, come on, come on you gotta let her know
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| Oh, Miss Fitzgerald we will never let you go
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| Ella, Ella, oh Ella, we will never let you go |