I Could Write a Book - Ella Fitzgerald

I never learned to spell

At least not well

I never learned to count

A great amount

But my busy mind is burning

To use what learning I’ve got

I won’t waste any time

I’ll strike while the iron is hot

If they asked me, I could write a book

About the way you walk and whisper and look

I could write a preface on how we met

So the world would never forget

And the simple secret of the plot

Is just to tell them that I love you a lot

Then the world discovers as my book ends

How to make two lovers a friend

Use to hate to go to school

I never cracked a book;

I played the hook

Never answered any mail;

To write I used to think was wasting ink

It was never my endeavor

To be too clever and smart

Now I suddenly feel

A longing to write in my heart

If they asked me, I could write a book

About the way you walk and whisper and look

I could write a preface on how we met

So the world would never forget

And the simple secret of the plot

Is just to tell them that I love you a lot

Then the world discovers as my book ends

How to make two lovers a friend