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mornin' or night; Only know it's soundin' right; So come on in and play me Le Jazz Hot, baby, 'Cause I love my Jazz Hot Le Jazz... Hooooooooooooooooooot! Le Jazz
the post O.K. boys, we've got the go-ahead Open bomb bays Nancy, I swear I can hear jazz singers in the trees Jazz jazz singers in the trees Shiny projectiles
Me, I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on Well, I haven't seen her lately, man I have to ring her Put your hands together for the acid jazz
fantastic It's useless to resist it When you're finally hit with Pink jazz trancers Jazz trance for you Wait just for a minute Lay down here next to me Jazz
nuit, heure du jazz. Deux plombes, heure du jazz Les gigolos toisent Les vioques un peu nazes Aux diams, aux topazes Sapees en bourgeoises Deux plombes, heure du jazz
du jazz. Deux plombes, heure du jazz Les gigolos toisent Les vioques un peu nazes Aux diams, aux topazes Sapees en bourgeoises Deux plombes, heure du jazz
about the groove And when it's groovin', how the groove makes you move Jazz music sprouted rock and roll It was the very first music that we call soul Jazz
that jazz, that Hollywood jazz Keeps them moving on, keeps them moving on All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz Keeps them moving on, keeps them moving on All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz
It takes a hundred miles of love To heal a mile of pain I never say goodbye to the scene And I never blow out a flame And I got white lies for dark times
I'm not sure what worries me more The fact that I'm talking to the wall Or that the wall keeps answering me Saying that I've heard it all before Never
You can run away from home But you can't run away from your pain Now I sit here alone As I waste someone else to blame It's up to you now, it's up to
You may be a cheap date But my therapy's expensive as hell Then you pay a psychic healer who let you know Things aren't working out so well Tomorrow'
I learned to say goodbye To say goodbye too young I learned to duck from words Like bullets from a gun How long can you pray? How long can you pray And
I'm serenaded by a chorus of a thousand burning cigarettes You've been taking chances, mama, while I've been placing bets So tell it to the ashes, they
Battles over which direction to kneel People reaching out to touch but forgetting to feel Daily breath shouldn't be a daily penance Is that what you believe
Lay there and hate me, lay there and burn One side to the other, you toss and turn Never trust a woman Never trust a woman who loves the blues Mistake
Tonight, I'm gonna lose my mind Tonight, I hope I lose my mind Tonight, I'm trying to lose my mind Tonight, we're gonna live forever Easy come, easy