Текст песни Beth Hart - Jazz Man

Текст:

JAZZ MAN One, two, three He plays so sexy to me. Three, four, five, six Kit's got some brand new licks. Six, seven, eight Down by the snake at the lake, There's this joint that's ready to blow. Every hound in the band's gotta sound, Howling away it must be judgement day. They run it down like a cat in a hole, That's the way they do it, That's the way they roll. They call it jazz, man The bass pocket is point, They call it jazz, man The trumpet's jumpin' the joint. They shake it down, down, down Like voodoo from a crow. That's the way they do it, That's the way they roll. Checkers and dice Rule the back of the room, Cisco on ice Always a reasonable price, Women in heels, heels, heels In any every color she feels, This joint's gonna blow your mind.   The drums be breaking a sweat, The man is as hot as a high roller's bet. The sticks click like time on a clock, When you think it's over They're just beginning to rock!   They call it jazz, man The bass pocket is tight, They call it jazz, man The trumpet's blinding the light. They shake it down, down, down Like fire in a hole. That's the way they do it, That's the way they roll.

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