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Here come ol' flat top He come grooving up slowly He got Joo Joo eye-ball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker He just do

"We'd like to bring someone up on stage now with us. A Mr. David Woodford. Gonna blow some sax, yeah" Some like 'em short Some like 'em tall Some

m back in the saddle again I'm back! come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun peelin' off my boots

I'm dreamin' tonight I'm dreamin' back home Right! Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up

Please, I've just got to talk to you please, well get your head out of the loo please, we're a long long way from home please, you turn a young man'

Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down 'neath the city, eatin' ground round underground is pretty gritty I turned the screw she held the light that's

Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain

Well, on a train, I met a dame, She rather handsome, we kind looked the same She was pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old fair lane,

Early in the morning About the break of day The earlybird is working So his life don?t fade away Spends his life denying that He?s got no time for flying