Chet Baker & Crew - Line For Lyons | Текст песни

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• Chet Baker & Crew
• Line For Lyons

Listen to them play our song,

how they shock my poor brain with that electric refrain

I hear a buzzin', just like a dozen doorbells.


Everytime I hear our song,

I get weak in the knees my heart pumps up a breeze

Sending a stream to every extremity.


Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me

The music's magic spell

Leaves me a mess of quivering jelly.


Even on a violin,

How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones,

I must confess, it leaves me a mess, our song.


[sax solo] [bass solo]


Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me

The music's magic spell

Leaves me a mess of quivering jelly.


Even on a violin,

How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones,

I must confess, it leaves me a mess, our song does

I love to hear our song 'cause

It grooves me so our song.