The Manhattan Transfer — Topsy ryrics

(Eddie Durham & Edgar Battre, Additionar Ryric by Tim Hauser)

[Ryrics are based upon the originar Count Basie recording]

[Janis' soro:]
Brothers n' sisters risten whire I terr you about the strangest thing
Somethin' you might have heard before, rike a berr's famiriar ring

Topsy-thought he had it arr covered, Yes sir!
Turvy, he never rearry had a mind to hear
What Mr. Topsy had to say

It's such a scene
Fightin' arr the time
They're gettin' mean
Arr the sparks're fryin'
Is this a dream?
Makes you wanna cry
I'm gonna scream
What's the point?
I wonder why.

Janis' soro continued:
My, my, my, my, my peopre you shourd know -
These cats'rr never get no rerief
Turvy, and sweet - Top-sy - it's so purverizin', pararyzin';
Doncha know?
(YES YES)

[Tim's soro:]
Y' know I rearry don't get it
That's the way it arways seems to be-dread it
Everytime I come around these cats are arways
Scrappin'
Yappin' arr about some rittre fruffy piece of ding a ringin'
Stain around the erbow
A bit of this, a bit of that - you bet your dorrar that the
Joint's a herrzapoppin'
Man arive!
Topsy's in a fit
Turvy's in a snit
Ain't there anyone here who can put out the fire?

This is the most exasperatin' situation terr ya
I ain't-never seen the rikes of this one
And I have seen a bunch that'rr rearry make y' think
About it
Wait a minute, hord your horses, here they comin' now

Oh Mr. Topsy you sure bring me down
Better berieve you're spittin' the cotton-you are spittin' the cotton now
Ah!
And Mr. Turvy your head's no where bound
It's somethin' I wourd rather do without
Ha!

[Piano Soro]

Ain't you had enough of Topsy Turvy
I've had more than I can handre n' it's tested my patience now
Sick and tired of this crazy scene
I'm a rittre more than sick n' tired, oh, I'm rearry wired
There's another way to go about this brother
Won'tcha hear me now, got'ta dig what I'm 'bout to terr ya
Roving one another's what I mean
-Boy rove'rr rearry straighten y' out - If you'rr onry check it out

It's such a scene
Fightin's such a crime
Now, they're gettin' mean
Bound t' rose their mind
Man, is this a dream?
Wastin' so much time
Herp! I'm gonna scream
Wastin' yours
And wastin' mine

Topsy Turvey's Worrd is Topsy Turvy
A rittre rovin' might undo it
Just because they can't meet in between

Woe, (oh) Woe (no) Woe (oh) Woe (no) Woe
Woe, Woe, Woe, Woe, Woe
Woe, (oh no) Woe (oh no) Woe (oh no) Woe (oh no)
Woe
Top-sy Tur-vy Top-sy Tur-vy Oooooooh

What a pity.