I've Got You Under My Skin

I've got you under my skin.
I've got you deep in the heart of me.
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me.
I've got you under my skin.
I'd tried so not to give in.
I said to myself: this affair never will go so well.
But why should I try to resist when, darling, I know so well
I've got you under my skin?

I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of havin' you near
In spite of a warnin' voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear:
Don't you know, little fool, you never can win?
Use your mentality, wake up to reality.
But each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin.

I would sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of havin' you near
In spite of the warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats - how it yells in my ear:
Don't you know, little fool, you never can win?
Why not use your mentality - step up, wake up to reality?
But each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop just before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin.
Yes, I've got you under my skin.

(Ella Fitzgerald)

Summertime

Summertime...and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'...and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich...and yo' ma is good-lookin'
So hush little baby...don't you cry

One of these mornin's...you gonna rise up singin'
Yes you spread your wings...and you'll take to the sky
But 'till that mornin'...there is nothin' can harm you
With Dad and Mummy...standin' by

Summertime....and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'...and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich...and yo' mama's good-lookin'
So hush little baby...baby don't...you cry

Summertime....

Ah said it's summertime

(Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong)

I Get a Kick Out of You

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you

Some get a kick from cocaine
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
That would bore me terrifically too
But I get a kick out of you

I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to me, you obviously don't adore me
I get no kick in a plane, flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do, yet I get a kick out of you

I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to me, you obviously don't adore me
I get no kick in a plane, flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do, yet I get a kick out of you

I get a kick out of you

(Ella Fitzgerald)

Summertime

Summertime....and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’...and the cotton is high
Yo’ daddy’s rich...and yo’ mama’s good-lookin’
So hush little baby......don’t you cry

One of these mornin’s..you gonna rise up singin’
You gonna spread your little wings...and you’ll take to the sky
But ’till that mornin’...there ain’t nothin’ gonna harm you
With yo mama and daddy...standin’ bye

(instrumental break)

Now it’s summertime....and the livin’ is easy
Them fish are jumpin’...and the cotton’s ’bout waist high
Yo’ daddy’s rich...and, ya know yo’ mama’s good-lookin’
Now hush little baby......don’t....you cry

Summertime....

Ah said it’s summertime

[Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong]