Let Yourself Go

Ella Fitzgerald · Sings Irving Berlin [1957]

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



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, let yourself go