Acid Jazz Singer

Album: Here We Stand (2008)
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  • Well let me tell you something
    Let me tell you so
    This could be the one thing
    That you really need to know
    You gotta stop once in a while
    Shake off that face of yours

    Cause nothing comes easy
    Oh it just comes free
    You could sing it better
    If you sing for me, oh sister

    Well I cannot claim
    This advice is my own
    I landed in the gutter
    One night, crawling home
    She said don't you look ridiculous
    I checked her out meticulously

    And I would've stopped to argue
    But my teeth were broke
    I said I'd love to contradict you
    But my life's a joke, oh sister

    And she said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
    The books are on the table, and the secret's on the shelf
    And it's a one time, keep it slow
    Wind 'em up and here we go
    Get a ride today
    And you would still be here tomorrow

    Some said she was saintly
    Some she was a swinger
    Me, I only knew her as the acid jazz singer, come on

    Well I'm a lucky man
    But maybe so is she
    And maybe this is just the way it has to be
    It's all based on speculation
    It's a crazy my occupation to me
    And though I didn't much believe her
    I was bound to call
    I really didn't wanna miss a single thing at all
    Oh sister

    And she said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
    The books are on the table, and the secret's on the shelf
    And it's a one time, keep it slow
    Wind 'em up and here we go
    Get a ride today
    And you may still be here tomorrow

    Some said she was saintly
    Some she was a swinger
    Me, I only knew her as the Acid Jazz Singer, come on

    And she said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
    The books are on the table, and the secret's on the shelf
    And it's a one time, keep it slow
    Wind 'em up and here we go
    Get a ride today
    And you may still be here tomorrow

    Some said she was saintly
    Some she was a swinger
    Me, I only knew her as an acid jazz singer, come on

    I haven't seen her lately
    Well, I'll have to ring her
    Put your hands together for the acid jazz singer, come on
    La, la, la, oh
    La, la, la, oh
    La, la, la, oh
    Come on
    Come on
    Come on Writer/s: JOHN LAWLER
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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