[Verse]
They called her the "First Lady of Song"
I called her the "High Priestess of Song"
She could do no wrong
She could do no wrong
She was the greatest in the land
Since she sang with Chick Webb's band
I love her, I love her
I tell you people I love her
Sweet lovely Ella be good
Whoa Ella, Ella be good to me
Our kind of music is sometimes misunderstood
Oh, Ella, Ella, Ella, you are so good for me
Some say jazz isn't sensible
But the way she sang it made it comprehensible
Here's a bow to the great First Lady of Song
Ella Fitzgerald could do no wrong, like when she went...

[Scatting]

[Bridge]
Dixieland, that's jazz
Bebop, that's jazz
Ella, that's jazz
That's jazz, my kind of jazz
Ella's kind of jazz
[Scatting]

[Outro]
We love you, Ella
We miss you, Ella
You were the greatest singer in the world

[Outro dialogue]
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
I was all the way up in the dressing room
I heard the applause, I rushed right back
There is a song by Cole Porter that I'd kinda like to sing about this time of night
Particularly when an audience has been as you have been, absolutely wonderful
This song exemplifies precisely how I feel about this audience tonight
So I gotta do it, listen...