Ella Fitzgerald — What Is There to Say?

Darling, pardon my confusion But are you an optical illusion? And if not, then what on Earth Are you doing to me? If my speech is willy-nilly It's because I cannot guild the lily I should laugh to sing your praises But phrases and words are silly What is there to say? And what is there to do? The dream I've been seeking has Practically speaking, come true What is there to say? And how will I pull through? I knew in a moment contentment And home meant just you You are so lovable, so livable You're beauty is just unforgivable You're made to marvel at And words to that affair So what is there say? And what is there to do? My heart's in a deadlock I'd even face wedlock with you I knew in a moment contentment And home meant just you So what is there to say? And what is there to do? My heart's in a deadlock I'd even face wedlock with you