It's like a joy
Like a smile
Something in the voice
That seems to say "come"
That makes us feel strangely good
It's like the whole history
Of the black people
Swinging
Between love and despair
Something that dances inside you
If you have it, you have it
Ella, she has it
That je-ne-sais-quoi
That others don't have
That puts us in a funny state
Ella, she has it Ella, she has it
That funny voice
She has, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
That funny joy
That gift from heaven that makes her beautiful
Ella, she has it Ella, she has it
She has, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ella, she has it She has
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She has that tiny
Supplement of soul
That indefinable charm
That little flame
Tapping on barrels
On pianos
On everything that God can
Put into your hands
Show your laughter or your sorrow
But whether you have nothing
Whether you are a king
Whether you're still searching
For the powers that are sleeping inside you
You see, that can't be bought
When you have it, you have it
Ella, she has it
That je ne sais quoi
That others don't have
That puts us in a funny state
Ella, she has it Ella, she has it
She has, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ella, she has it
Ella Fitzgerald - The Man I Love