Текст песни Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin` At The Savoy
Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin` At The Savoy слова песни
Savoy, the home of sweet romance,Savoy, it wins you with a glance,Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.Your old form just like a clinging vine,Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine.How my heart is singing,While the band is swinging,I`m never tired of romping,And stomping with you at the Savoy.What joy - a perfect holiday,Savoy, where we can glide and sway,Savoy, let me stomp away with you;The home of sweet romance,It wins you at a glance,Gives happy feet a chance to dance.Just like a clinging vine,So soft and sweet as wine,So soft and close to mine, divine.How my heart is singing,While the band is swinging,I`m never, never, never tired of romping,And stomping with you at the Savoy.What joy - a perfect holiday,Savoy, where we can glide and sway,Savoy, let me stomp away with you;