Duke Ellington - Ellington Indigos [compilation] (2000) by Duke Ellington (보컬) on maniadb.com

Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Everybody knows how she got her name, yeah, yeahShes a different lady with a different style
She stands tall and ready like the Eiffel Tower
She is hip to politics, but loves her jazz
Shes got lots of rhythm, shes got lots of class
Everybody knows how she got her name, yeah, yeahOh, huhShe wears knee-length dresses with her high-high steppers
Shes not no back stabber, but shes sure a pleaser
She talks quiet and gentle, she acts very cool
She sticks close to her lover, she obeys Gods rule (Whoa)Sophisticated lady (Sophisticated lady, yeah)
Sophisticated lady (Oh)
Sophisticated lady (Thats her name, thats her name)
Sophisticated lady (Whoa, whoa)
Everybody knows how she got her name, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, whoa, oh...
Whoa...oh...oh...oh...Shes the kind of person that youd like to meet
Cause shes always smilin and shes always neat
She can start a fire in the coldest man
Shes a hip slick sister known throughout the land, ohSophisticated lady (Thats her name)
Sophisticated lady (Sophisticated lady)
Oh, well, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Hoo, thats her name, yeahSophisticated lady (Lady, lady)
Sophisticated lady (Oh)
Sophisticated lady (Ah, ah, ah)
Sophisticated lady (Ooh, ooh)Sophisticated lady (Ooh)
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady

You ain't been blue; no, no, no.
You ain't been blue,
Till you've had that mood indigo.
That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes
While I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues".

Always get that mood indigo,
Since my baby said goodbye.
In the evenin' when lights are low,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

'Cause there's nobody who cares about me,
I'm just a soul who's bluer than blue can be.
When I get that mood indigo,
I could lay me down and die.

If you hear a song in blue
like a flower crying for dew
That was my heart serenading you
MY PRELUDE TO A KISS
If you hear a song that grows
from my tender sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose
A PRELUDE TO A KISS
Though it's just a simple melody
with nothing fancy, nothing much
You could turn it to a symphony -
a Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
Oh! How my love song gently cries
for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A PRELUDE TO A KISS.
If you hear a song in blue
like a flower crying for dew
That was my heart serenading you
MY PRELUDE TO A KISS
If you hear a song that grows
from my tender sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose
A PRELUDE TO A KISS
Though it's just a simple melody
with nothing fancy, nothing much
You could turn it to a symphony -
a Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
Oh! How my love song gently cries
for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A PRELUDE TO A KISS.