Stompin' At The Savoy Lyrics
| Song | Stompin' At The Savoy |
| Artist | Benny Goodman |
| Album | B. G. In Hi Fi |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Andy Razaf | |
| 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; |
| zuo ci : Andy Razaf | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Andy Razaf | |
| 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 |
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