Track Title:               A Fine Romance
Album Title:               The Complete Verve Recordings, Disc 2

Prime Artist:              Ella Fitzgerald / Louis Armstrong
Lyrics by:                 Dorothy Fields
Music by:                  Jerome Kern   (J. David K.)
Vocal:                     Louis Armstrong

Vocal:                     Ella Fitzgerald
Drums:                     Louie Bellson
Guitar:                    Herb Ellis
Bass:                      Ray Brown

Piano:                     Oscar Peterson
Producer:                  Norman Granz
Lyrics:
[Ella]

A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won't nestle
A fine romance, you won't wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I haven't got a chance
This is a fine romance

     [Louis]

     A fine romance, with no kisses
     A fine romance, my friend this is
     We two should be like clams in a dish of chowder
     But we just fizz like parts of a Seidlitz powder (*)
     Yes, a fine romance, with no glitches
     A fine romance, with no bitches
     You're just as hard to land as the 'Isle de France'
     I haven't got a chance
     This is a fine romance

[Ella]

A fine romance, my good fellow
You take romance, and I'll take jello
You're calmer than the seals
In the Arctic Ocean
At least they flap their fins
To express emotion
A fine romance with no quarrels
With no insults and all morals
I've never mussed the crease
In your blue serge pants
I never get the chance
This is a fine romance

     [Louis]

     Yes, a fine romance, my dear, duchess
     Two old fogeys, who need crutches
     True love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has
     But we don't have the thrills that the march of time has, ba-ba-da-day
     A fine romance, my good woman
     My strong, age in the wood, woman
     You never give the orchids I sent a glance
     No, you like cactus plants, ha ha
     This is a fine romance

     A fine romance, my dear duchess
     Two old fogeys, who need crutches

True love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has
You know Louis, we don't have half the thrills that the march of time has,

     You telling me; fine romance, my very good woman
     My strong, aged in the wood, woman
     You never give the orchids I sent a glance

No I prefer Cactus plants

  [together]
  This is a fine romance!


Transcribed by Todd Peach 

(*) Most chuck wagons carried along a tin of Seidlitz Powder, an
effervescent anti-acid made from bitartrate of sodium and potassium,
bicarbonate of sodium and tartaric acid. (thanks to Carlene Bogle for that note!)