XLIX. Fats Waller - The Pop Singer

Believe it, beloved ; Ain't got nobody ; Lulu's back in town ; I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter ; Dinah ; Somebody stole my gal ; It's a sin to tell a lie ; Until the real thing comes along ; S'posin' ; A-tisket, a-tasket ; Music, Meastro please ; Two sleepy people ; I used to love you ; I can't give you anything but love ; Let's get away from it all ; By the light of the silvery moon