| Song | Ellamental |
| Artist | Vanessa Williams |
| Album | Sweetest Days |
| 作词 : Armor, Hull | |
| Ellamental | |
| Way back, take a look, she would cook | |
| When they were stompin' at the Savoy | |
| She would blow, and they would dance, don't you know ? | |
| It was an uptown kind a show | |
| Cool notes and melodies, harmonies | |
| She sang the song of the universe | |
| She can make a joyful noise up to heaven | |
| And call the angels down to the earth | |
| From jazz, to swing, to be-bop | |
| She kept the spirit alive | |
| For Bo, Duke, Dizzy, and Miles | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| She's Ellamental to the art | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| She's Ellamental to the art | |
| Too hot, until the dawn she sang on | |
| When joints were jumping and jive was in | |
| Bodies moving back and forth to the rhythm | |
| Ever since Ella first did her thing | |
| From jazz, to swing to be-bop | |
| She brought emotions and moves | |
| She kept the spirit alive. | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| Act like ya know, Oh! | |
| Was it the smooth tones that was so much like butter | |
| Oh Ella was singing just like no other singer | |
| Cause you know I be the funky bringer of the new style | |
| because I be the wild child. | |
| Listening to hip-hop, listening to be-bop and jazz | |
| Ella made you move that ass | |
| Sensation for the people, inspiration for the sisters and brothers | |
| Smooth jazz for the midnight lovers | |
| Savoy was the spot for shaking on your rump and | |
| Ella made it hopping | |
| Got the joint jumping, remembering you 'til the dawn | |
| Because Ella your memory goes on | |
| She spoke her mind (yeah...and it just don't stop) | |
| She's Ellamental to the art (the memory goes on and on...'cause it just don't stop) | |
| She spoke her mind (...yeah..jazz to the bebop) | |
| She's Ellamental to the art | |
| She spoke her mind..(yeah...much love...) | |
| She spoke her mind... |
| zuò cí : Armor, Hull | |
| Ellamental | |
| Way back, take a look, she would cook | |
| When they were stompin' at the Savoy | |
| She would blow, and they would dance, don' t you know ? | |
| It was an uptown kind a show | |
| Cool notes and melodies, harmonies | |
| She sang the song of the universe | |
| She can make a joyful noise up to heaven | |
| And call the angels down to the earth | |
| From jazz, to swing, to bebop | |
| She kept the spirit alive | |
| For Bo, Duke, Dizzy, and Miles | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| She' s Ellamental to the art | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| She' s Ellamental to the art | |
| Too hot, until the dawn she sang on | |
| When joints were jumping and jive was in | |
| Bodies moving back and forth to the rhythm | |
| Ever since Ella first did her thing | |
| From jazz, to swing to bebop | |
| She brought emotions and moves | |
| She kept the spirit alive. | |
| She spoke her mind | |
| Act like ya know, Oh! | |
| Was it the smooth tones that was so much like butter | |
| Oh Ella was singing just like no other singer | |
| Cause you know I be the funky bringer of the new style | |
| because I be the wild child. | |
| Listening to hiphop, listening to bebop and jazz | |
| Ella made you move that ass | |
| Sensation for the people, inspiration for the sisters and brothers | |
| Smooth jazz for the midnight lovers | |
| Savoy was the spot for shaking on your rump and | |
| Ella made it hopping | |
| Got the joint jumping, remembering you ' til the dawn | |
| Because Ella your memory goes on | |
| She spoke her mind yeah... and it just don' t stop | |
| She' s Ellamental to the art the memory goes on and on...' cause it just don' t stop | |
| She spoke her mind ... yeah.. jazz to the bebop | |
| She' s Ellamental to the art | |
| She spoke her mind.. yeah... much love... | |
| She spoke her mind... |