It's like a cheerfulness, 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
That swings between love and despair
Something that dances in you

If you have it, you have it
Ella, she has it, she has it
That certain something, she has it
That others don't have

If you have it, you have it
Ella, she has it, she has it
That certain something, she has it
That others don't have

She has it
That little extra bit of soul
That indefinable charm
That little flame

Beat on barrels, on pianos
On everything that God can put in your hands
Show your laughter or your sorrow

But whether you have nothing or you are a king
Whether you are still searching for the powers that sleep within you
You see, it can't be bought
When you have it, you have it

Ella, she has it, she has it
That certain something, she has it
That others don't have
That puts us in a strange state
When you have it, you have it

Ella, Ella, she has it
Ella, she has it, she has it
Ella, she has it

Ella, she has it
Ella, she has it
Ella, she has it
Ella, she has it
Ella, she has it

Ella, she has it, she has it
That certain something, she has it
That others don't have
That puts us in a strange state
When you have it, you have it

Ella, she has it, she has it
Ella, she has it, she has it
Ella, she has it

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