letra de mama, i wanna make rhythm - al bowlly
yasha was a prodigy, since he was a kid of three
he could play a rhapsody as good as they come
but as strange as it may be, yasha hated melody
he had a yen for tympany, he longed to play a drum
when his mother made him practice on the fiddle every day
he’d stop right in the middle and he’d say
oh
mama, i wanna make rhythm
don’t wanna make music
just wanna go
da-de-ah-de-ah-de-ah
de-ah-da-da-da-dee-dee-dee
oh mama
i wanna get hotcha
i wanna make boom-ba
i want to go
da-ha-doo-dee-dee-do-da-ha
hoo-da-due-dee-dee-hoo-dee
hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-da-da-da
i’ve got no desire to carry a stradivarius
but there’s no limit of primitive tom-tom in my tum-tum
oh mama!
i wanna make rhythm
don’t wanna make music
just wanna go
da-la-due-lee-dee
tu-da-deh-dee-due-da-ha
tu-dee-kee-dee-kee-dee-hahd-ha
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