Chaka Khan & Natalie Cole - Paganini lyrics

rate me

The concert was over at Carnegie Hall

The maestro took bow after bow

He said, “My dear friends, I have given my all

I'm sorry but it's all over now”

When from the gallery way up high

There suddenly came this mournful cry

“Mr. Paganini, please play my rhapsody

And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?

And if you can't sing it, you'll simply have to

Mr. Paganini, breathlessly we wait

Your masterful baton, go on and sling it

And if you can't sling it, simply have to

We've heard your repertoire and at the final bar

We greeted you with a round applause

What a great ovation, your interpretation

Oh Mr. Paganini, now don't you be a meanie

What you got up your sleeve? Come on and spring it

And if you don't spring it, need you're gonna have to

Mr. Paganini, please play my rhapsody

And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?

And if the boys are bopping, there ain't no need in stopping

Mr. Paganini, we breathlessly await

Your masterful baton, go on and sling it

And if the boys are bopping, ain't no need in stopping

Yeah, we heard your repertoire and at the final bar

We greeted you with wild applause

What a great ovation, your interpretation

Mr. Paganini, oh, don't you be a meanie

What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it

And if you don't spring it, that just means you'll have to

We've heard your repertoire and at the final bar

We greeted you with round applause

What a great ovation with your interpretation

I never cared much for moonlit skies

I never wake back the fireflies

Oh Mr. Paganini, don't you be a meanie

What have you up your sleeve? Come on and spring it

And if you don't spring it, might as well sing

You'll have to come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, swing it

Come on, come on, come on