He Ain’t Got Rhythm – Caater – letras

[Sheet music version:][Verse:]I know a professor of great renownAnd he is the loneliest man in townHe’s as smart as a man can beBut he never has companyWhy is he the loneliest man in town?[1st refrain:]He ain’t got rhythmEv’ry night he sits in the house alone’Cause he ain’t got rhythmEv’ry night he sits there and wears a frownHe attracted some attentionWhen he found the fourth dimensionBut he ain’t got rhythm, so no one’s with ‘imThe loneliest man in townA lonely man is heBending over his booksHis wife and familyKeep giving him dirty looks’Cause he ain’t got rhythmWhen they call him up, it’s to call him downWith a daring aviatorHe encircled the equatorBut he ain’t got rhythm, as no one’s with ‘imThe loneliest man in town[2nd refrain:]He ain’t got rhythmEv’ry night he sits in the house alone’Cause he ain’t got rhythmEv’ry night he sits there and wears a frownWith a problem scientificHe’s colossal and terrificBut he ain’t got rhythm, so no one’s with ‘imThe loneliest man in townA lonely man is heBending over his booksHis wife and familyKeep giving him dirty looks’Cause he ain’t got rhythmWhen they call him up, it’s to call him downIn the month of JanuaryHe compiled a dictionaryBut he ain’t got rhythm, as no one’s with ‘imThe loneliest man in town[As sung in film (more or less):][Alice Faye:]What are you studying?[1st Co-Ed:]Psychology[Alice Faye:]And you, dear?[2nd Co-Ed:]Philosophy[Alice Faye:]Well, don’t take it too seriously becauseI know a professor of great renown[Co-Eds:]Yes?[Alice Faye:]And he is the loneliest man in town[Co-Eds:]Really?[Alice Faye:]He’s as smart as a man can beBut he never has company[Co-Eds:]Why is he the loneliest man in town? Huh?[Alice Faye:]He ain’t got rhythm[Co-Eds:]Oh![Alice Faye:]Ev’ry night he sits in the house alone’Cause he ain’t got rhythm[Co-Eds:]Too bad![Alice Faye:]Ev’ry night he sits there and wears a frownHe attracted some attentionWhen he found the fourth dimensionBut he ain’t got rhythm, so no one’s with ‘im[All:]The loneliest man in town[Alice Faye:]A lonely man is heBending over his books[Co-Eds:]He would![Alice Faye:]His wife and family[All:]Keep giving him dirty looks[Alice Faye:]’Cause he ain’t got rhythmWhen they call him up, it’s to call him downIn the month of JanuaryHe compiled a dictionaryBut he ain’t got rhythm, so no one’s with ‘imThe loneliest man in town[All:]He’s lonely, he’s lonesomeAnd he’s all by his « own-some »The loneliest man in town[The Professor:]I know every planet up in the skyI’ve measured them all with my naked eyeI’ve seen everything up in MarsI know all about falling starsBut still I’m a very unhappy guyI wonder why[Professors:]You ain’t got rhythm![The Professor:]I can read the tea leaves in my cup[Professors:]But you ain’t got rhythm![The Professor:]And I just found out how high is up[Professors:]But you ain’t got rhythm![The Professor:]I discovered once while soberWhere the flies go in OctoberFor what I found out about the fliesI got the Nobel prize[Professors:]But you can’t do the CharlestonAnd you don’t know how to do the Black Bottom, the new rhythm[The Professor:]Heaven, I see HeavenThrough my telescope while gazing from Mount Wilson’s highest peakI’ll explain it all in Latin or in Greek[Professors:]But you’re not so hot while dancing cheek to cheek[The Professor:]I’ve mastered relativity[Professors:]But when they have festivity[The Professor:]They’ll never think of asking me[Co-Eds:]Don’t you wonder why?[Professors:]’Cause you don’t know how to do the rhumbaThat’s the reason you’re a lonely guy[The Professor:]Ah, love!Venus is lovely tonight and so is Jupiter[Professors:]Jupiter’s skipping from planet to planet[The Professor:]Jumping Jupiter![Professors & Co-Eds:]But you couldn’t be stupider’Cause you ain’t got rhythm[The Professor:]Why, I discovered liquid air[Professors:]But you ain’t got rhythm[The Professor:]And I’ve a cure for falling hair[Professors:]But you can’t get hot[The Professor:]What?[Professors & Co-Eds:]No, you can’t get hot[The Professor:]What?I’m a scientist to my fingertips[Professors:]But you can’t do nothing with your hips[Co-Eds:]And that’s the thing we miss[The Professor:]You mean this?[Professors & Co-Eds:]Yes! He’s got it! He’s got it!He’s got it! He’s got it!The man’s got rhythm!