[Verse]
Every evening 'bout half-past four
Sweet piano playing near my door
And turn to raggin'
You never heard such blues before
There's a bluesy little thing they play
It's very short but folks all say
"Oh, it's a pity"
When they stop, they wanna cry for more
I don't know the name
But it's a pretty little thing

[Chorus]
Goes "Ya-da-da-do, ya-da-da-do"
Fills you with harmonizing, minor refrain
It's a no-name blues but it'll syncopate your brain
Ya-da-da-do, ya-da-da-do
Everybody loves those ya-da-do-do blues

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Ya-da-da-do, ya-da-da-do
Fills you with harmonizing, minor refrain
It's a no-name blues but it'll syncopate your brain
Ya-da-da-do, ya-da-da-da-do
Everybody loves those ya-da-do-do blues