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Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm - Cab Calloway

Written by：Byron/Jerome/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

Mama I wanna get hotcha

Don't wanna go boombah

Yes wanna goes

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 wanta make music

Just wanna go