He Aint' Got Rhythm - Benny Goodman, Ирвинг Берлин

He attracted some attention

When he found the fourth dimension,

But he ain’t got rhythm

So no-one's with 'im,

The loneliest man in town.

A lonely man is he,

Bendin' over his books,

His wife and family

Keep givin' him dirty looks;

'Cause he ain’t got rhythm,

When they call him up it’s to call him down.

With that daring aviator

He encircled the equator,

But he ain’t got rhythm

So no-one's with 'im,

The loneliest man in town.