[Ella Fitzgerald]
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you're as cold as
yesterday's mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won't nestle
A fine romance, you won't wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I haven't got a chance
This is a fine romance
[Louis Armstrong]
Yes a fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We two should be like clams in a dish of chowder
But we just fizz like parts of seidlitz powder
A fine romance, with no clinches
A fine romance, with no pinches
You're just as hard to land as the Île-de-France.
I haven't got a chance
This is a fine romance
[Ella Fitzgerald]
A fine romance, my good fellow
You take romance, I'll take Jell-o
You're calmer than the seals
In the Arctic Ocean
At least they flap their fins
To express emotion
A fine romance with no quarrels
With no insults and all morals
I've never mussed the crease
In your blue serge pants
I never get the chance
This is a fine romance
[Louis Armstrong]
Yes, a fine romance, my dear judges
Two old fogies who need crutches
True love should have the thrills
That a healthy crime has
Oh we don't have half the thrills
That The March of Time has
A fine romance, my good woman
My strong aged in the wood woman
You never give the orchids
I send a glance
No you like cactus plants
This is a fine romance
Yes, a fine romance, my dear duchess
Two old fogies who need crutches
[Ella Fitzgerald]
True love should have the thrills
That a healthy crime has
Oh we don't have half the thrills
That The March of Time has