Irving berlin
cause he aint got rhythm
Every night he sits in the house alone
He aint got rhythm
Every night he s@ts there are wears a frown
He attracted some attention
When he found the fourth dimension
But he aint got rhythm
So no ones 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 aint got rhythm
When they call him up
Its to call him down
With that daring aviator
He encircled the equator
But he aint got rhythm
So no ones with him
Loneliest man in town
