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Louis Armstrong - Stompin At The Savoy Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ella Fitzgerald]
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance

[Verse 2: Ella Fitzgerald]
Your form just like a clinging vine
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine

[Bridge: Ella Fitzgerald]
How my heart is singing
While the band is swinging
Never tired of romping
And stomping with you at the Savoy

[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald]
What joy, a perfect holiday
Savoy, where we can glide and sway
Savoy, they let me stomp away with you

[Ella Fitzgerald]
(Scat singing)

[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Drum solo: Louis Bellson]
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]
[Verse 1: Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong]
Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, wins you with a glance
Swing it, Ella, happy feet a chance to dance at the Savoy, at the Savoy

[Verse 2: Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong]
Brother Chick Webb, like a clinging vine
You remember [?], so warm and sweet as wine
What about Buchanan? Your lips so close to mine, divine

[Bridge: Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong]
Take the break, how my heart is singing
While the band is swingin', yeah
Never tired of rompin'
And stompin' with you at the Savoy

[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald]
Mmm, Savoy, a perfect holiday
Oh, Chick Webb would cut 'em, where we can glide and sway
At the Savoy, they let me stomp away with you

[Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong]
Yeah, Savoy
(Scat singing)
(Scat singing)
Yeah, one more, Ella
(Scat singing)
What a joy to be at the Savoy
Rompin' and stompin'
With you at the Savoy
Riff me, riff me, riff me, riff me
Never tired of romping, oh yes
Stomping with you, mmm
While the band is romping
What do we do, what do we do
Yeah, one more, Ella
Jump, jump, jump, one more, honey, one more
Swing at the Savoy
Romp, romp, romp, romp
Romp at the Savoy
One more, don't grab your coat now
Don't grab my coat either
Yeah, Norman Granz say one more
He must be looking at Lionel Hampton
(Scat)
One more, daddy, one more
Ha ha, (scat)
When we was in Atlantic City
No, we won't talk about that, ha ha ha ha ha
Yeah, we talkin' about Savoy
Dance to the Savoy
Yeah, Savoy
Dance to the Savoy
Yes
To the Savoy
That's all, shake it, shake it, boys
We romp and stomp away, the Savoy
Shake my hand, shake my hand