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-oh-oh Swing It
And Don't Ding It

Oh Mister Paganini, We Breathlessly Await
Your Masterful Détente, Go-o On And Sling It
And If You Can't Sling It
You'll Simply Have To Swing It
I Said Swing It
And Scattywahwah
And Wahdyscatla

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