Words: Andy Razaf; Music: Fats Waller & Harry Brooks (1929)


Though it’s a fickle age,
With flirting all the rage,
Here is one bird with self-control,
Happy inside my cage.
I know who I love best,
Thumbs down on all the rest,
My love was given heart and soul,
So it can stand the test.

No one to talk with,
All by myself,
No one to walk with
But I’m happy on the shelf,
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.

I know for certain
The one I love,
I’m through with flirtin’,
It’s just you I’m thinkin’ of,
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.

Like Jack Horner
In the corner,
Don’t go nowhere,
What do I care,
Your kisses are worth waitin’ for,
Believe me.

I don’t stay out late,
Don’t care to go,
I’m home about eight,
Just me and my radio,
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.


“Ain’t Misbehavin'” has become one of the great jazz standards since its creation at the end of the Roaring Twenties. The original Fats Waller recording is considered a jazz classic (for good reason!) – it has even been included in the highly-selective National Recording Registry of the Library of Congress.


Here is a fantastic Fats Waller performance from the 1943 movie Stormy Weather:

And here’s a 1956 recording by that great crooner Bing Crosby: