Текст: Ella Fitzgerald. Let Yourself Go.

As you listen to the
band don't you get a
bubble?
As you listen to them
play don't you get a
glow?
If you step out on the floor
You'll forget your trouble
If you go into your dance
You'll forget your woe
So:

Come
Get together
Let the dance floor
feel your leather
Step as lightly as a feather
Let yourself go

Come
Hit the timber
Loosen up and start to limber
Can't you hear that hot marimba?
Let yourself go

Let yourself go
Relax
And let yourself go
Relax
You've got yourself
tied up in a knot
The night is cold but
the music's hot
So

Come
Cuddle closer
Don't you dare to
answer "No,
sir"
Butcher, banker,
clerk and grocer
Let yourself go