| Way back, take a look, she would cook
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| When they were stompin at the savoy
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| She would blow, and they would dance, dont you know?
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| It was an uptown kind a show
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| Cool notes and melodies, harmonies
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| She sang the song of the universe
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| She can make a joyful noise up to heaven
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| And call the angels down to the earth
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| From jazz, to swing, to be-bop
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| She kept the spirit alive
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| For bo, duke, dizzy, and miles
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| She spoke her mind
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| Shes ellamental to the art
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| She spoke her mind
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| Shes ellamental to the art
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| Too hot, until the dawn she sang on When joints were jumpin and jive was in Bodies movin back and forth to the rhythm
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| Ever since ella first did her thing
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| From jazz, to swing to be-bop
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| She brought emotions and moves
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| She kept the spirit alive.
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| She spoke her mind
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| Act like ya know, oh!
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| Was it the smooth tones that was so much like butter
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| Oh ella was singin just like no other singer
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| Cause you know I be the funky bringer of the new style
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| Because I be the wild child.
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| Listenin to hip-hop, listening to be-bop and jazz
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| Ella made you move that ass
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| Sensation for the people, insperation for the sisters and brothers
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| Smooth jazz for the midnight lovers
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| Savoy was the spot for shakin on your rump and
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| Ella made it hoppin
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| Got the joint jumpin, remembering you til the dawn
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| Because ella your memory goes on She spoke her mind (yeah…and it just dont stop)
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| Shes ellamental to the art (the memory goes on and on… cause it just dont stop)
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| She spoke her mind (…yeah.jazz to the bebop)
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| Shes ellamental to the art
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| She spoke her mind.(yeah…much love…)
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| She spoke her mind… |