He Ain't Got Ryhthm - Teddy Wilson, Ирвинг Берлин

'Cause he ain’t got rhythm

Every night he sits in the house alone

'Cause he ain’t got rhythm

Every night he sits there and wears a frown

He attracted some attention

When he found the fourth dimension

But he ain’t got rhythm

So no one’s with him, the loneliest man in town

Oh!, lonely man is he

Bending over his books

His wife and family

Keep giving 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 him, the loneliest man in town