Story Behind The Song
Just wanted to write a toe-tapper. Well? Did they?
Song Description
Here's a guy who gets totally tongue-tied around a girl, and therefore finds that he doesn't want to interact with her because he simply can't. He can't, that is, until he pulls himself together.
| Song Length |
3:32 |
Genre |
Jazz - Swing, Jazz - Lounge |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Amiable, Delighted |
Subject |
Shyness, Dance |
| Similar Artists |
Harry Connick Jr., Frank Sinatra |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1950 - 1959 |
| |
Lyrics
I want to dance with anybody but you
I want to dance with anybody but you
I want to dance with anybody,
but you turn both my legs to putty
I want to dance with anybody but you
I want to talk with anybody but you
I want to talk with anybody but you
I want to talk with anybody
but you leave my tongue tied and knotty
I want to talk with anybody but you
Why wait Friday night for a date
With any cool, unflappable impresario?
You might set your sights on a mate
When any moment I will compose myself
Till then, you're my one true palpitator
I want to sing with anybody but you
I want to sing with anybody but you
I want to sing with anybody,
but you could rattle Pavarotti
I want to sing with anybody but you
One day, forty-some years away,
we'll be that nice old couple that others talk about
So long to these cold feet of clay
And I will do whatever you ask of me
Because you're my one true palpitator
Don't want to dance with anybody but you
Don't want to dance with anybody but you
Don't want to dance with anybody,
'cause you turn both my legs to putty
Don't want to dance with anybody but you
Don't want to talk with anybody but you
Don't want to sing with anybody but you
Don't want to dance with anybody but you