He Ain't Got Rhythm
IRVING BERLIN
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.
