文本歌词

Mama, I Want to Make Rhythm - Al Bowlly
Written by：Richard Byron/Jerome Jerome/Walter Kent
Yasha was a prodigy since he was a kid of three
He could play a rhapsody as good as they come
But as strange as it may be
Yasha hated melody
He had a yen for tympani he longed to play a drum
When his mother made him practice on the fiddle every day
He'd stop right in the middle and he'd say
Mama I wanna make rhythm
Don't wanta make music
Just wanna go zoozi zah zah zoozi
Ooh cah dee doodle oodle aah doo
Mama I wanna make hotcha
I wanta make boombah
I wanna go gah gah
Za rah kah zat zow ooh dee lah
I've got no desire to carry a stradivarius but
There's no limit of primitive tom tom in my tum tum
Mama I wanna make rhythm
Don't want make music
Just wanna go wookee ah kay a kaya kaya