There's a little rhythm, rhythm, a rhythm,
that said it passed through my brain.
but it will drive me insane.
and hangs around me all day.
I'll have to sneak up to it,
someday I'll speak up to it,
I hope it listens when I say.
fascinatin' rhythm, I'm all a -quiver.
Why the mess you're makin',
the neighbors wanna know,
why I'm all shaky, just like a plebber.
Each morning I get up with the sun,
start a -hoppin', never stoppin'
but now you're doing wrong
When you start to patter,
Won't you take a day off,
you've got to stop picking on me.
Fascinating rhythm, I'm all a -quiver.
The neighbors want to know
why I'm always shaking like a liver.
Each morning I get up with the sun,
start a -hopping, never stopping.
I know that once it didn't matter,
but now you're doing it wrong.
When you start to patter,
Won't you take a day off?
somewhere far away off to make it snappy.
you've got to start taking on me.