Mister Paganini, please play my Rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?
And if you can't sing it, you simply have to
Swing it

I said: Swing it
Oh, swing it
And don't ding it

Oh, Mister Paganini, we breathlessly await
Your masterful baton, go on and sling it
And if you can't sling it
You'll simply have to swing it

I said: Swing it
And scat, oh man, boy
And said: Oh, Mister

We've heard your répertoire and
At the final bar
We've greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation
Pat-scoodle-atty-doody yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, Mister Paganini, now don't you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve, go on and spring it
And if you can't spring it, you'll simply have to
Swing it

We've heard your repertoire and
At the final bar
We've greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation
Pat-scoodle-atty-doody yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, Mister Paganini, now don't you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve, go on and spring it
And if you can't spring it, you'll simply have to
Swing it