Ella Fitzgerald

I fetch his slippers, fill up the pipe he smokes

I cook the kippers, laugh at his oldest jokes

Yet here I anchor, I might have had a banker

Boy! what love has done to me

His nature's funny, quarrelsome half the time

And as for money, he hasn't got a dime

And here's the joker, I might have had a broker

Boy! what love has done to me

When a guy looks my way

Does he get emphatic, say he gets dramatic?

I just wanna fly 'way

But if I left him I'd be all at sea

I'm just a slavey, life is a funny thing

He's got the gravy, I got a wedding ring

And still I love him, there's nobody above him

Boy! what love has done to me

His brains are minus,

Never a thought in sight

And yet his highness

Lectures me day and night;

Oh where was my sense

To sign that wedding licence?

Boy! What love has done to me!

My life he's wrecking, bet you could find him now

Out somewhere necking somebody else's frau

You get to know life when married to a low life

Boy! what love has done to me

I can't hold my head up

The butcher, the baker, oh no he's a faker

Brother I am fed up

But if I left him he'd be up a tree

Where will it wind up, I don't know where I'm at

I make my mind up, I oughta leave him flat

But I have grown so, I love that dirty so-and-so

Boy! what love has done to me.


Ella Jane Fitzgerald (April 25, 1917 – June 15, 1996) was an American jazz vocalist with a vocal range spanning three octaves (D♭3 to D♭6). Often referred to as the "First Lady of Song" and the "Queen of Jazz," she was noted for her purity of tone, impeccable diction, phrasing and intonation, and a "horn-like" improvisational ability, particularly in her scat singing.
Fitzgerald was a notable interpreter of the Great American Songbook. Over the course of her 60-year recording career ... Read More