Transcribed from vocals by Fats Waller, recorded
August 21, 1938;
From Fats
Waller, 1938, Chronological Classics 913.
All pent up in a penthouse,
The table is ready for two,
Our date was for seven,
It's now past eleven,
Oh, baby, what's happened to you?
All pent up in a penthouse,
Cocktails all ready to shake,
The dinner's untasted,
The evening's been wasted,
Is this your idea of a break, huh?
I keep phonin' your apartment,
Keep on gettin' no reply;
How long must I wait
While you celebrate
With some other lucky guy?
All pent up in a penthouse,
By midnight if you don't arrive,
I'll rush to the window
And I'll throw the table,
The dinner, the cocktails, the
orchids, and maybe myself,
Right down to the sidewalk and
turn left,
On Riverside Drive.
Send me on out there!
Yes, yes!
Send me on out there!
Oh, get it straight, get it
straight,
Oh, my!
That's your phone ringing, baby,
That's a light tinkle.
Yes, yes!
[Scatting]
On Riverside Drive, yeah!
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Published 10/1/00.
Fats
Waller, excellent autobiograhy
by son Maurice Waller.
You can find transcriptions of what
Fats Waller actually played in Thomas
"Fats" Waller: The Great Solos, 1929-1941, transcribed by Paul Posnak.
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