Beguine Without A Name Performer(s): Edmondo Ros
This is a song without a verse and just to make matters worse
After I composed this melody, not a single rhyme would come to me That is why I have to call it The Beguine Without A Name I wrote Senorita, youre divine Beautiful woo cha cha, please be mine But I couldnt find another line For the beguine without a name
Then I wrote about a honeymoon Even thought of spoon and croon and June Had so many ifs and ands and buts I got up and yelled Im going nuts! There is just another line or two And beguine without a name is through All you have to sing is toodle-oo And end it I love you
Once I said that gay fiesta time And Brazilian moonlight is sublime But I couldnt find another line For the beguine without a name Then I thought fiesta in Brazil Sounded good with palm trees on a hill But I had another line to fill For the beguine without a name
So it makes no difference how you speak English, French, Brazilian, Dutch or Greek All you have to sing is toodle-oo And end it I love you
This was a song without a verse but now weve made the matter worse
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