His slumbering spirit cuts loose
Musical fire on the tongue
Pounding
Grounding...
Invoking his blue eyed soul
Sweat shines in the spotlight
Tick-a-Tack-a, Tick-a-Tack-a
Click clack click
When the hoofer stomps the floor
The crowd goes native
Slap those skins
And raise that roof
With your smooth sultry voice
Humming
Strumming...
Stroking your blue eyed soul
Gravel in the horn starts to rattle
Harmony and tickle join the ivory
Jazz, shnazz
And razz-a-ma-tazz
Now that cat's in a trance
Lace, lashes and legs
Are twisted in the Smoke
Ragtime halos in the rafters
Snaking
Faking...
Enticing that blue eyed soul
Rackets to riches and bathtub gin
Picture snatchers lurkin' at the bar
Gats a blastin
A-rrat-tat-tat-tat-tat-
Coppers catchin' wise guys in the crowd
Beat me daddy
Eight to the bar
And forget about one for the road
Too busy swingin'
N' ring-a-ding dingin'...
I'm swaying to his blue eyed soul