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from Manhattan Transfer - Coming Out (1976)
Ah, Zindy Lou Ah, Zindy Lou (Loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) Zindy Lou was awoman who came from the hills Andooh I taught her - she could reallythrill Zindy Lou, Oh Zindy Lou (Loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) She had two greatbig beautiful eyes Zindy Lou wasa woman that I idolized Zindy Lou OhZindy Lou (Lou lou lou, ooh ZindyLou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou) Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Ah,Zindy Lou She had black hair andruby red lips And when she walkedby I almost flipped Zindy Lou Alou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A lou loulou, ooh Zindy Lou When she walkedby with a fine fine frame Each andevery man could call her by name ZindyLou A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou Alou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae Ah, Zindy Lou ZindyLou was sweet she sure was fine Andwhen she kissed me I lose my mindZindy Lou Oh Zindy Lou (Lou loulou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) Ah, Zindy Lou Ah,Zindy Lou (Lou lou lou, ooh ZindyLou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou) (
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
Ah, Zindy Lou Ah, Zindy Lou (Loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) Zindy Lou was awoman who came from the hills Andooh I taught her - she could reallythrill Zindy Lou, Oh Zindy Lou (Loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) She had two greatbig beautiful eyes Zindy Lou wasa woman that I idolized Zindy Lou OhZindy Lou (Lou lou lou, ooh ZindyLou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou) Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Acoca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae Ah,Zindy Lou She had black hair andruby red lips And when she walkedby I almost flipped Zindy Lou Alou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A lou loulou, ooh Zindy Lou When she walkedby with a fine fine frame Each andevery man could call her by name ZindyLou A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou Alou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A loulou lou, ooh Zindy Lou A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae A coca-wica-no,a coca-wica-shae Ah, Zindy Lou ZindyLou was sweet she sure was fine Andwhen she kissed me I lose my mindZindy Lou Oh Zindy Lou (Lou loulou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou,ooh Zindy Lou) Ah, Zindy Lou Ah,Zindy Lou (Lou lou lou, ooh ZindyLou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou) (
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer (1987)
Though you say we're through I'll always love you
You know you can depend on me If you need a friend, I'm yours until the end You know you can count on me I wish you success and loads of happiness But I must confess I'll be lonely, I'll be lonely, I'll be lonely If someone you've met has made you forget You know you can count on meHey dig it, baby you got all me Oh anytime you're feelin low n' love's got you moanin' low You're sittin' with your bottle lookin' out the window Pretty baby listen to me I wanna tell you how I feel about you baby How you got a way of sendin' me a reelin' from the top a' to the bottom If I gotta naggy hokey way of feelin' poke me, poke me once again We could do right, cookin' up a little rhythm Move it jus' right and I'll show ya what you missed Give it up, give it up, give up your love to me An' I'll motivate, n' motivate n' motivate, n' motivate an' motivate Along an' drive your blues away ----Oh pretty baby I can dig what you been sayin' What you been puttin' down makes my heart go aroun' It's sweet music to my ear But my dear I feel my heart's been broken all the time, I just can't stop from thinkin bout the past, hurt from the last, It can hurt you for a long long time But you sweet talkin' man, you move me with your jive Lord you make me feel like I'm alive again, The moment that I look into your eyes so brown Sweetheart I can't believe that the love bug's bit me But I believe it, get I believe it, get I believe it, It's really really 2 true love!Baby am I talkin to ya, don't you know I'm really gonna be true t' ya (Scat singing) Take me now, you don't know I can't resist when you're talkin' Ooo wee ooo wee ooo ooo wee ooo wee I'm as crazy as a monkey in a tree (Scat singing) Shashay down where we can be alone when the timin' and the mood is right Baby divine,I'm feelin so fine a little lovin' hasn't come along in a long long time Its love so fine, it's divine, (scat vocals) one more time!Baby divine,I'm feelin so fine a little lovin' hasn't come along in a long long time So divine, love so fine, (Scat vocals) one more time!! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Offbeat Of Avenues (1991)
A boy, a girl, two souls that grow
Two different directions away they go How so? Well, to feel a flow, for love to show we must know To say what we mean, mean what we say It's just like it seems So take time to pray for her She will see love as a blur That's when the pain will occur Word! She will fall so far and won't know who you are Her strange heart won't see the danger The passion for love, no way to save her So treasure her heavenly pleasure beyond all measure Just reassure her that You love her That you love her It's such a mystery sharing your passionate pleasures You wrestle with your soul, your dreams won't last forever It hurts to love it so, who knows when the heart is a stranger's Then pray for one who sees, your way through the untold dangers It's a world, it's alive, it's a look in your eyes It's a touch, it's a kiss, it's a reason to fly Women in love (Searchin' the night, lookin' for light, prayin' for one who sees) Women in love (Hopin' to find some peace of mind not just a fantasy) Women in love (A hopeless dream of love supreme not what it seems to be) Fall so far Your fallen angel's come time torn from the heavenly fire You'll have to bite your tongue, it's intensity's desire You can say what you mean, feel you know who you are Looking into the eyes like a child in the dark (Repeat Chorus) Fall so hard It's a world, it's alive, it's a look in your eyes It's a touch, it's a kiss, it's a reason to fly You can say what you mean feel you know who you are Looking into the eyes like a child in the dark Women in love (Searchin' the night, lookin' for light, prayin' for one who sees) Women in love (Hopin' to find some peace of mind not just a fantasy) Women in love (Into the night, lover's delight, shakin' in ecstasy) Women in love (Searchin' the night, lookin' for light, prayin' for one who sees) Women in love (A hopeless dream of love supreme not what it seems to be) Fall so far |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Spirit Of St. Louis (2000)
When you wish upon a star, makes no dfference who you are, anything your heart desires will come to you. If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme, when you wish upon a star as dreamers do. Fate is kind, she brings to those who love, the sweet fullfilment of their secret longing. Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through, when you wish upon a star, your drreams come true. |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Offbeat Of Avenues (1991)
It was cool in the fifties scattin' to
jazz and be-bop It was the sound they were throwin' down From LA to New York and in every townAnd with the rhythm in your souls Add a hip-hop and bop n' just so ya know This thing it's back swing is king, call it New JackWhat goes around, comes around (And that's the way it goes) What goes around comes around and comes around Like that, a riff and a rhythm What goes around, comes around (And that's the way it goes) What goes around, comes around Like that, like thatRound, round and round round we go Round, round and round round we goPeople stomped in the cities jumpin' to the groove of the music They rocked and jammed with the hipster clan In the clubs, in the streets and on every beat And with the be-bop in their souls They took the swing thing and started to roll And now it's a fact a little hip-hop and bop has found a way back Be-bop, hip-hop, hep hop don't stop Be-bop, hip-hop, add pop don't stopBix he had a bag of tricks Parker came along exactly when he changed the mix Sax made a bang, Monk made a change And be-bop laid the tracks for the Coltrane They were getting busy, a trumpet pumped Your head got Dizzy and you started to bump They had a style, beat was the backbone You could see for Miles, Mr. Philly Joe JonesYou may not realize swing was here before Because it's disguised and we've added so much more The time is now to show you how to get the groove into your shoesRound, round and round round we go Round, round and round round we go What goes around and round Must come around and around |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Mecca For Moderns (1981)
Music by Art DeCoteau
Lyrics by Slinger Francisco The rule of the tyrants decline The year, 1979 From Uganda to Nicaragua It's bombs and bullets all the time So they corrupt, so they vile So it's coup after coup all the while Human rights they violate They think they too damn great So in disgrace now they live in exile Gairy is a wanted man Idi Amin is a wanted man Shah of Iran tried so hard to survive He too was wanted dead or alive Strikes, demonstrations & wars Injustice is always the cause Politicians turn too soon from poor people into tycoons Corruption must bring harass South African Vorster resign in disgrace Muzurewa take away Ian Smith place The Uganda devil was easily cat straddled Beaten up and chased, what a waste. Gairy is a wanted man Bokassa is a wanted man Ali Bhutto try so hard to survive He too was wanted dead or alive. The Shah had a short time to live Because the Ayatollah don't forgive When you see church ruling state With pure vengeance and hate Situation must be explosive General Somoza from Nicaragua Thought it was easy with the Sandanistas With the help of Venezuela, Panama and Cuba They kick him straight to America Gairy is a wanted man Park Chung Hee was a wanted man Achem Pong tried so hard to survive He too was wanted dead or alive Gairy is a wanted man Idi Amin is a wanted man Shah of Iran tried so hard to survive He too was wanted dead or alive Bang...You're dead |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Pastiche (1977)
Walk in love
A sandy beach, we're barefoot We walk in love A time and place so sacred Only lovers/love will see the magic we can be - We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love Talking hands We walk in silence but we have talking hands They speak of feelings like our words could never do My love, I shine for you - We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love Laugh to laugh We take our clothes off Moonlit to love (to love) Ooh, to love (ooh, to love) We spread the blanket, lie down rising with the waves And falling like a star - We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love We came - we saw - we fell in love Two birds as one above No need to conquer love |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Extensions (1988)
They call it wacky dust
It's from a hot cornet It gives your feet a feeling so breezy And oh, it's so easy to getThey call it wacky dust It brings a dancing jag And once it starts, then only a Sap'll refuse to Big Apple or ShagOh I don't know just why It gets you so high Putting a buzz in you heart You'll do a marathon You'll wanna go on Kickin' the ceilin' apartThey call it wacky dust It's something you can't trust And in the end the rhythm will stop When it does, then you'll drop From happy wacky dustInstrumentalOh we don't know just why It gets you so high Putting a buzz in you heart You'll do a marathon You'll wanna go on Kickin' the ceilin' apartThey call it wacky dust It's something you can't trust And in the end the rhythm will stop When it does, then you'll drop From happy wacky dust |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bop Doo-Wopp (1985)
Oh my love, my darling (yeah) I hunger for your t-t-t-t-t-t-touch, oooooh Time goes by so slowly Yes and time can do so m-m-m-m-m-m-much Are you still mine--I need your love (Need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it) I need your love (Need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it) Godspeed your love right now (Yeah, yeah)Lonely rivers flow to the sea, (Yeah, yeah, flow, flow to, Sea sea look at the sea) To the open arms (Cmon pretty baby do you too - Yeah yeah) Of the sea (Of the sea, sea look at the sea) Time (C'mon pretty baby one more time, yeah yeah) Near the side (Near the side side, wait for me, me wait for me) Wait for me (I'll be comin' home my baby I, yeah yeah) I'll be comin' home, wait and see (be comin' home)Oh my love, my darling (yeah) I hunger for your t-t-t-t-t-t-touch ooooh Time goes by so slowly Yes and time can do so m-m-m-m-m-m-much Are you still mine--I need your love (Need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it) I need your love (Need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it, need it) Godspeed your love right now (Yeah, yeah)Oh my love, my darling (yes) I hunger for your t-t-t-t-t-t-touch ooooh T-t-t-t-t-t-touch ooooh, t-t-t-t-t-t-touch ooooh, t-t-t-t-t-t-touch ooooh T-t-t-t-touch ooooh T-t-t-t-touch ooooh |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Rhino Hi-Five: The Manhattan Transfer (2006)
When I hear this melody This strangeillusion takes over me Through atunnel of the mind Perhaps a presentor future time oh, oh Out of nowherecomes this sound This melody thatkeeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidallocomotion From a mystic unknownzone Hearin' the twilight Hearin'the twilight tone Unpretentiousgirl from Memphis Saw the futurethrough her third eye People camewith skepticism Picking, testingher precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenlythey heard this sound This melodythat keeps spinning 'round & 'round Asignpost up ahead is calling Throughthe mystic unknown zone Hearin'the twilight Twilight swept away,feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilightswept away, ba da, loo da, ba daloo da Hearin' the twilight Twilighttone Submitted for your approval.One Mr. Miller, who's about to takea trip into oddness and obsolescene,through a zone whose boundariesare that of imagination. Accompanyinghim on this journey is the mesmerizing soundof the Twilight Tone. On a cold& rainy night One Mister Millerhad a rare flight Glen was up thereboppin' a rhythm Then the enginestopped to listen with him Playthat beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heardthis sound This melody that keepsspinning 'round & 'round Now heresides and plays trombone In themystic unknown zone Hearin' thetwilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin'the twilight (Hearin' the twilight)
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from Manhattan Transfer - Extensions (1988)
When I hear this melody This strangeillusion takes over me Through atunnel of the mind Perhaps a presentor future time oh, oh Out of nowherecomes this sound This melody thatkeeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidallocomotion From a mystic unknownzone Hearin' the twilight Hearin'the twilight tone Unpretentiousgirl from Memphis Saw the futurethrough her third eye People camewith skepticism Picking, testingher precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenlythey heard this sound This melodythat keeps spinning 'round & 'round Asignpost up ahead is calling Throughthe mystic unknown zone Hearin'the twilight Twilight swept away,feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilightswept away, ba da, loo da, ba daloo da Hearin' the twilight Twilighttone Submitted for your approval.One Mr. Miller, who's about to takea trip into oddness and obsolescene,through a zone whose boundariesare that of imagination. Accompanyinghim on this journey is the mesmerizing soundof the Twilight Tone. On a cold& rainy night One Mister Millerhad a rare flight Glen was up thereboppin' a rhythm Then the enginestopped to listen with him Playthat beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heardthis sound This melody that keepsspinning 'round & 'round Now heresides and plays trombone In themystic unknown zone Hearin' thetwilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin'the twilight (Hearin' the twilight)
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from Manhattan Transfer - Man-T-Ra! Live In Tokyo [live] (1996)
When I hear this melody This strangeillusion takes over me Through atunnel of the mind Perhaps a presentor future time oh, oh Out of nowherecomes this sound This melody thatkeeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidallocomotion From a mystic unknownzone Hearin' the twilight Hearin'the twilight tone Unpretentiousgirl from Memphis Saw the futurethrough her third eye People camewith skepticism Picking, testingher precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenlythey heard this sound This melodythat keeps spinning 'round & 'round Asignpost up ahead is calling Throughthe mystic unknown zone Hearin'the twilight Twilight swept away,feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilightswept away, ba da, loo da, ba daloo da Hearin' the twilight Twilighttone Submitted for your approval.One Mr. Miller, who's about to takea trip into oddness and obsolescene,through a zone whose boundariesare that of imagination. Accompanyinghim on this journey is the mesmerizing soundof the Twilight Tone. On a cold& rainy night One Mister Millerhad a rare flight Glen was up thereboppin' a rhythm Then the enginestopped to listen with him Playthat beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heardthis sound This melody that keepsspinning 'round & 'round Now heresides and plays trombone In themystic unknown zone Hearin' thetwilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin'the twilight (Hearin' the twilight)
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
When I hear this melody This strangeillusion takes over me Through atunnel of the mind Perhaps a presentor future time oh, oh Out of nowherecomes this sound This melody thatkeeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidallocomotion From a mystic unknownzone Hearin' the twilight Hearin'the twilight tone Unpretentiousgirl from Memphis Saw the futurethrough her third eye People camewith skepticism Picking, testingher precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenlythey heard this sound This melodythat keeps spinning 'round & 'round Asignpost up ahead is calling Throughthe mystic unknown zone Hearin'the twilight Twilight swept away,feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilightswept away, ba da, loo da, ba daloo da Hearin' the twilight Twilighttone Submitted for your approval.One Mr. Miller, who's about to takea trip into oddness and obsolescene,through a zone whose boundariesare that of imagination. Accompanyinghim on this journey is the mesmerizing soundof the Twilight Tone. On a cold& rainy night One Mister Millerhad a rare flight Glen was up thereboppin' a rhythm Then the enginestopped to listen with him Playthat beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heardthis sound This melody that keepsspinning 'round & 'round Now heresides and plays trombone In themystic unknown zone Hearin' thetwilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin'the twilight (Hearin' the twilight)
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer (1987)
Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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from Manhattan Transfer - Man-T-Ra! Live In Tokyo [live] (1996)
Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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from Manhattan Transfer - Rhino Hi-Five: The Manhattan Transfer (2006)
Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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from Manhattan Transfer - Extensions (1988)
Trickle, Trickle, Splash,Splash Tell me how long will thisrain last The rain keeps droppin',there ain't no stoppin', Tell mehow long will this rain last Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don&
7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme just when this rain will stop Ronnie,dig my clothes here boy, One buttonrow Well, you know I'm sharp, asa tack, Say can you lend me yourCadillac Gotta go, gotta go to aparty - yeah Please lend me yourshow Well if I can't take it, Youknow I can't make it, I won't seemy baby no more. Ronnie,she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, AndI love her so. Well if I don't makethe party, Man - she sure to blow. Gottago, gotta go to the party - yeh, Pleaselend me your show, Well if I can'ttake it, you know I can't make it, Iwon't see my baby no more. Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don& 7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme how long will this rain last Tellme how long will it last |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Man-T-Ra! Live In Tokyo [live] (1996)
Trickle, Trickle, Splash,Splash Tell me how long will thisrain last The rain keeps droppin',there ain't no stoppin', Tell mehow long will this rain last Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don&
7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme just when this rain will stop Ronnie,dig my clothes here boy, One buttonrow Well, you know I'm sharp, asa tack, Say can you lend me yourCadillac Gotta go, gotta go to aparty - yeah Please lend me yourshow Well if I can't take it, Youknow I can't make it, I won't seemy baby no more. Ronnie,she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, AndI love her so. Well if I don't makethe party, Man - she sure to blow. Gottago, gotta go to the party - yeh, Pleaselend me your show, Well if I can'ttake it, you know I can't make it, Iwon't see my baby no more. Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don& 7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme how long will this rain last Tellme how long will it last |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
Trickle, Trickle, Splash,Splash Tell me how long will thisrain last The rain keeps droppin',there ain't no stoppin', Tell mehow long will this rain last Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don&
7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme just when this rain will stop Ronnie,dig my clothes here boy, One buttonrow Well, you know I'm sharp, asa tack, Say can you lend me yourCadillac Gotta go, gotta go to aparty - yeah Please lend me yourshow Well if I can't take it, Youknow I can't make it, I won't seemy baby no more. Ronnie,she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, AndI love her so. Well if I don't makethe party, Man - she sure to blow. Gottago, gotta go to the party - yeh, Pleaselend me your show, Well if I can'ttake it, you know I can't make it, Iwon't see my baby no more. Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don& 7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme how long will this rain last Tellme how long will it last |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Swing (1997)
Janis' solo:
Brothers n' sisters listen while I tell you about the strangest thing Somethin' you might have heard before, like a bell's familiar ringTopsy-thought he had it all covered, Yes sir! Turvy, he never really had a mind to hear what Mr. Topsy had to sayIt's such a scene Fightin' all the time They're gettin' mean All the sparks're flyin' Is this a dream? Makes you wanna cry I'm gonna scream What's the point? I wonder why.Janis' solo continued: My, my, my, my, my people you should know - these cats'll never get no relief Turvy, and sweet - Top-sy - it's so pulverizin', paralyzin'; Doncha know? (YES YES)Tim's solo: Y' know I really don't get it That's the way it always seems to be-dread it Everytime I come around these cats are always scrappin' Yappin' all about some little fluffy piece of ding a lingin' stain around the elbow A bit of this, a bit of that - you bet your dollar that the joint's a hellzapoppin' Man alive! Topsy's in a fit Turvy's in a snit Ain't there anyone here who can put out the fire?This is the most exasperatin' situation tell ya I ain't-never seen the likes of this one And I have seen a bunch that'll really make y' think about it Wait a minute, hold your horses, here they comin' nowOh Mr. Topsy you sure bring me down Better believe you're spittin' the cotton-you are spittin' the cotton now Ah! And Mr. Turvy your head's no where bound It's somethin' I would rather do without Ha! Ain't you had enough of Topsy Turvy I've had more than I can handle n' it's tested my patience now Sick and tired of this crazy scene I'm a little more than sick n' tired, oh, I'm really wired There's another way to go about this brother Won'tcha hear me now, got'ta dig what I'm 'bout to tell ya Loving one another's what I mean Boy love'll really straighten y' out - If you'll only check it outIt's such a scene Fightin's such a crime Now, they're gettin' mean Bound t' lose their mind Man, is this a dream? Wastin' so much time Help! I'm gonna scream Wastin' yours And wastin' mineTopsy Turvey's World is Topsy Turvy a little lovin' might undo it Just because they can't meet in betweenWoe, (oh) Woe (no) Woe (oh) Woe (no) Woe Woe, Woe, Woe, Woe, Woe Woe, (oh no) Woe (oh no) Woe (oh no) Woe (oh no) Woe Top-sy Tur-vy Top-sy Tur-vy OoooooohWhat a pity |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Tonin' (1995)
I ain't got time
To think about money Or what it can buy And I ain't got time To sit down and wonder What makes the birdies fly And I don't have the tima To think about what makes the flowers grow And I never give it a second thought To where the rivers flow Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else I ain't got time to discuss the weather Or how it's gonna last And I ain't got time to do no studying Once I get out of class And I'm just a fellow I got a one track mind And when it comes to Thinking about anything about my baby I just don't have the time Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else All the diamonds and pearls in the world Could never match her worth She's some kind of wonderful People tell you I've got heaven right here on earth And I'm just a fellow With a one track mind And when it comes to thinking about Anything but my baby I just don't have the time Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time to nothing else |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Vocalese (1985)
To you my very heart and soul
Everyday my very heart Very heart and soul ---- I give to you You never know of giving Until you give yourself I do - To you To you the very life I live I give to you Very life I live My deep devotion My every thought and feeling, too I give, I do All my love, all my life to you I've never known a day of strife Since you entered my life My care and my sorrow had me everyway Before we met, I was tryin' But my livin' felt like dyin' To you I give all of my heart and my very soul The life I'm living Yes, I'm giving everything to you It's true, really true You know that it's true All my love, all my life I live I want to give to you |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
To you my very heart and soul
Everyday my very heart Very heart and soul ---- I give to you You never know of giving Until you give yourself I do - To you To you the very life I live I give to you Very life I live My deep devotion My every thought and feeling, too I give, I do All my love, all my life to youI've never known a day of strife Since you entered my life My care and my sorrow had me everyway Before we met, I was tryin' But my livin' felt like dyin' To you I give all of my heart and my very soul The life I'm living Yes, I'm giving everything to you It's true, really true You know that it's true All my love, all my life I live I want to give to you |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Symphony Sessions (2006)
To you my very heart and soul
Everyday my very heart Very heart and soul ---- I give to you You never know of giving Until you give yourself I do - To you To you the very life I live I give to you Very life I live My deep devotion My every thought and feeling, too I give, I do All my love, all my life to youI've never known a day of strife Since you entered my life My care and my sorrow had me everyway Before we met, I was tryin' But my livin' felt like dyin' To you I give all of my heart and my very soul The life I'm living Yes, I'm giving everything to you It's true, really true You know that it's true All my love, all my life I live I want to give to you |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bodies And Souls (1983)
The light is bending early
Around the prodigal The gunner whispers gently His shadow on the wall The crowd is bursting from me A single animal It finds its freedom early They're going to take it allThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA falling body near me A silent angry cry A miracle of purpose Looks up into the sky A camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing heads |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Man-T-Ra! Live In Tokyo [live] (1996)
The light is bending early
Around the prodigal The gunner whispers gently His shadow on the wall The crowd is bursting from me A single animal It finds its freedom early They're going to take it allThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA falling body near me A silent angry cry A miracle of purpose Looks up into the sky A camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing heads |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Brasil (1987)
I'll turn you on I'll turn you on To turn you on with To turn you on quickTell me, what, what's the trip To turn you on quick Tell me, what, what's the trip To turn you on with Tell me, what, what's the trip To turn you on quickI'm a rational fella But I think I've gone nuts Just wanna be, wanna be Left alone and unwound Now the video sellers With their ifs ands or buts They follow me, how do we Turn this travesty down?It's as fast as a rocket ship Strange as a zoo See the common man dare (Dare for the man) If you care to Come on down to your local store now Can't you hear the voices Buy one, buy two More fun for you A hundred and one choicesKooky abstract dada Like they sell at alpha beta I wish I had a set of Orangutan babies A barkin' the blues The quack quack wa-wa Of the latter salad days are Media, media There's some that say TV Invented the bluesKooky abstract dada Like they sell at alpha beta I wish I had a set of Orangutan babies A barkin' the bluesIt's political power And the jungle book rules They wanna be, gotta be Messin' round with my calm In the critical hour It's the junk or the jewels They're fakin' it, makin' it Seem so utterly coolIt's as fast as a rocket ship Strange as a zoo See the common man dare If you care to (dare for the man if you care to) Come on down to your local store now Can't you hear the voices Buy one, buy two More fun for you A hundred and one choices just for youKooky abstract dada Like th |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Mecca For Moderns (1981)
Music by Charlie Parker
Lyrics by Eddie Jefferson I'm here to just confirm what I've been really always sayin' About modern jazz It's the savior of the nation And I'll believe it if you do too The rhythm & blues Like Bird When he thought of this melody The message he played on his horn Was the steady confirmation That he discovered The sound that makes the music be free This may sound unstable But I know I'm able to concentrate in song to you My lyrics may go fast Sometimes a word may get past folks But so I keep it swingin' I know I've got to stay true So like the Bird I'm gonna say that jazz is always A happiness groove So come on and I'll confirm it 'Cause certainly the Bird that I heard made the word of confirmation |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Tonin' (1995)
The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry some day The thrill is gone It's gone away from me The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away from me Although I'll still live on But so lonely I'll be The thrill is gone It's gone away for good The thrill is gone It's gone away for good Someday I'll be over it all Just like a good woman should Y'know I'm free free now baby I'm free from your spell Y'know I'm free free now baby I'm free from your spell And now that it's all over All I can do is wish you well |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Coming Out (1976)
The thought of loving you
The way I'm longing to A thousand hopeful dreams I have Are finally coming true I used to put you on a pedestal Where you became untouchable But now we touch and now so much is possibleJust being near to you (So near to you) Would be enough for me (For me) The many years without your love have been so tough on me But now a change has taken place in me I found someone whose faith in me Has given me the strength I need so desperatelyOh in my darkness you turn on the light My illusions vanish overnight The thought of loving you is now reality The thousand dreams I have I'll know in the end how it could be For as we melt in love so beautiful I never felt so wonderful The thought of loving you the way I'm loving you right now(Background voices) In the darkness you turn on the light My illusions vanish overnight In the darkness... ( to fade) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Coming Out (1976)
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE (Pronounced e-oh-ah, e-oh-ah-a) IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Cuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoYo me saque la loteria Corriendo fui de romeria Y fue alli donde to el dinero perderiPero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoPero las dos vienen la colococota E La la la la la la la la la pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoIOA IOAE, IOA IOAE IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Pero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoWoo-ooh! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE (Pronounced e-oh-ah, e-oh-ah-a) IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Cuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoYo me saque la loteria Corriendo fui de romeria Y fue alli donde to el dinero perderiPero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoPero las dos vienen la colococota E La la la la la la la la la pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoIOA IOAE, IOA IOAE IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Pero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoWoo-ooh! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Coming Out (1976)
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE (Pronounced e-oh-ah, e-oh-ah-a) IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Cuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoYo me saque la loteria Corriendo fui de romeria Y fue alli donde to el dinero perderiPero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoPero las dos vienen la colococota E La la la la la la la la la pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoIOA IOAE, IOA IOAE IOA IOAE, IOA IOAECuentame que te paso Cuentame que te pasoQue estaba alla en la playa Recorriendo las aguaritas Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!Pero las dos vienen las dos pao paoPao pao pao pao pao (chiquita) Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita) Pao pao pao pao paoWoo-ooh! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Offbeat Of Avenues (1991)
In ancient times great fear arose among the inhabitants of Tiahuanacu, the Spaniards were coming into their lands. The Indians retreated to their houses in great fear and closed themselves in total isolation without food or water. They sat down in great sorrow with knees bent and heads bowed (they are called Chullpas) and died. They were buried in this position. Others froze to death in a standing position like stone monoliths (monolitos). The Indians who live there today are very poor - no clothes or food. They seek a better life and move to the cities where they learn to read, write and do any kind of work. They earn money and don't want to return to their homelands.Night calls through the air reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning the quietudeIn state of constant commotion full of rage and heartless devotion There's a need that burns within to fly away, just fly awaySoft winds kiss the land silent and in gratitude Children hand in hand comprehend the quietude Through a maze of fear and compulsion There's a race for the power and fortune Still a need within cries out to fly away, just fly awayPeople rush, people flee, they move so fast that they cannot see Work all day, up all night, they push and hide all the joy inside Like a wave that breathes in the ocean and the mountains peak with emotion There's a need that calls within to find a way, just find a wayTime to leave and fly away, to take a leave and castaway To leave the worries and the dismay, it's time to go, it's time to play it's...Time now to fly away, take leave and castaway To fly... The moon it guides my way, winds blow to show the way To fly...Dawn breaks, day descends With a calming attitude Shadows fall and bend Welcome in The Quietude |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Symphony Sessions (2006)
In ancient times great fear arose
among the inhabitants of Tiahuanacu, the Spaniards were coming into their lands. The Indians retreated to their houses in great fear and closed themselves in total isolation without food or water. They sat down in great sorrow with knees bent and heads bowed (they are called Chullpas) and died. They were buried in this position. Others froze to death in a standing position like stone monoliths (monolitos). The Indians who live there today are very poor - no clothes or food. They seek a better life and move to the cities where they learn to read, write and do any kind of work. They earn money and don't want to return to their homelands.Night calls through the air reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning the quietudeIn state of constant commotion full of rage and heartless devotion There's a need that burns within to fly away, just fly awaySoft winds kiss the land silent and in gratitude Children hand in hand comprehend the quietude Through a maze of fear and compulsion There's a race for the power and fortune Still a need within cries out to fly away, just fly awayPeople rush, people flee, they move so fast that they cannot see Work all day, up all night, they push and hide all the joy inside Like a wave that breathes in the ocean and the mountains peak with emotion There's a need that calls within to find a way, just find a wayTime to leave and fly away, to take a leave and castaway To leave the worries and the dismay, it's time to go, it's time to play it's...Time now to fly away, take leave and castaway To fly... The moon it guides my way, winds blow to show the way To fly...Dawn breaks, day descends With a calming attitude Shadows fall and bend Welcome in The Quietude |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Offbeat Of Avenues (1991)
Big blues in the city, trailin' the
main stroll (a kitty) Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's Cafe, it's the mostest hideawayMez muggles "Flip Zooty Flim Plant you now solid, dig you later Slim" First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk Hear the cool, feel the heat of the Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive In the dim you've arrivedCruel lips, whisper baby Pulse of the neon, she's crazy Smokin' eyes, get hazy Like beauty to beast, "You're the most to say the least"(Do you have any) Monk, Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez? Let's cut some rug gate these skins are a mess First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk It's nirvana, it's attitude Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive(Bouyoot Two finger-like lickin'... This cat, is hot friskin'... The jam is on now)First you crawl then you walk (Man she's a blip) Scat then you talk (Ofay plays hip) Comp... Rest... Rhythm of the off beat...(Wacky Interlude)Help me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive( and fade) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Symphony Sessions (2006)
Big blues in the city, trailin' the
main stroll (a kitty) Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's Cafe, it's the mostest hideawayMez muggles "Flip Zooty Flim Plant you now solid, dig you later Slim" First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk Hear the cool, feel the heat of the Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive In the dim you've arrivedCruel lips, whisper baby Pulse of the neon, she's crazy Smokin' eyes, get hazy Like beauty to beast, "You're the most to say the least"(Do you have any) Monk, Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez? Let's cut some rug gate these skins are a mess First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk It's nirvana, it's attitude Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive(Bouyoot Two finger-like lickin'... This cat, is hot friskin'... The jam is on now)First you crawl then you walk (Man she's a blip) Scat then you talk (Ofay plays hip) Comp... Rest... Rhythm of the off beat...(Wacky Interlude)Help me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive( and fade) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bodies And Souls (1983)
The night that Monk returned to heaven
Climbed every step and stood on seven He hummed "Epistrophy"The light of angels shone above him They mentioned God would surely love him... To play "My dear, Ruby"So Monk Pure Monk Sat down and played a And God said, "Monk...the door is open to my house |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Brasil (1987)
Here where we stand there used to be a forest A timber rising endlessly before us We cleared away that God forsaken jungle And in return the Indians adore usWhat was mud now is a highway Reaching wide into a prairie Horses run -- cattle are grazing You would swear it was OklahomaDay by day dark is illuminated God's mistake altered and uncreated Wrong's made right left to the jungle pioneerSee in the field my little son and daughter Not long ago that ground was underwater Now you can see them walking with the cattle Singing them songs before they go to slaughterThere are those who would appose us Crying out, |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bop Doo-Wopp (1985)
Well I'm known near and far
as the cousin to the czar I'm the Duke, Duke of Dubuque It's well understood that my credit is no good (no good, no good) I'm the Duke of Dubuque And if you don't believe me and tell me it ain't true I've only got one answer, that answer's' "botsch" to you! For now, au revoir, I must write the dear old czar I'm the Duke of DubuqueI'm descended from the Romanovs in Russia In the books my father was the czar of Prussia But he sailed away one day to the state of Iowa That's how you'll find me in the USA I'm the crackers, I'm the cheese Yeah call them Oakhounds, if you please Cause I'm the Duke Yes, I'm the Duke of DubuqueYeah I'm wrackin' Wrackin' my brains baby So give me, give me some of that gravy 'Cause I'm the Duke I said I'm the Duke of DubuqueAnd if you don't believe me and tell me it ain't true I've only got one answer, That answer's nuts to you!For now, fun to do, can you spare a buck or two? I'm the Duke, Duke of DubuqueHe's the Duke, Duke of Dubuque He's the Duke, Duke of Dubuque (He is the Duke of Dubuque) Yes, I'm the Duke, the Duke of Dubuque Doo dat doo dat doo dat Dubuque |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Christmas Album (1992)
Merry Christmas -
Merry, Merry Christmas.... Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe Help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow Will find it hard to sleep tonight They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh Every mother's child is gonna spy To see if reindeer really know how to fly And so I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said, many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you And so I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said, many times, many ways Merry Christmas (Merry Christmas) Merry Christmas to you (to you) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Spirit Of St. Louis (2000)
When the moon's kinda dreamy Starry eyed and dreamy And nights are luscious and long If you're kinda lonely Then nothin' but the blues are brewin' The blues are brewin' When the wind through the window Blows across your pillow And tells you sleepin' is wrong If love goes a thirsting Till you feel like bursting Then nothing but the blues are brewin' The blues are brewin' Suppose you want somebody But you ain't got nobody You only get a gleam in your eyes Till somebody's found you And put their lovin' arms around you You got the feelin' you want to die But when the Lord up above you Send's someone to love you The blues are something you loose You're so busy doing The things that you're doing That love ain't got no time For brewin' the blues |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bop Doo-Wopp (1985)
I still remember the day that we met
Your smile is something I'll never forget And since that day my love grows and grows And that's the way it goesThe way it goes...I spent a lifetime just waiting for you But from now on dear my searching is through For you have made all my dreams come true And that's the way it goesFrom out of nowhere you came into view Now I'm completely in love with you You walked right in, my heart walked out You took its place without doubtOh won't you please open your heart to me For since I've known you, you're all that I see You are the one love that my heart has chosen That's the way it goes - It goes --- |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Symphony Sessions (2006)
I still remember the day that we met
Your smile is something I'll never forget And since that day my love grows and grows And that's the way it goesThe way it goes...I spent a lifetime just waiting for you But from now on dear my searching is through For you have made all my dreams come true And that's the way it goesFrom out of nowhere you came into view Now I'm completely in love with you You walked right in, my heart walked out You took its place without doubtOh won't you please open your heart to me For since I've known you, you're all that I see You are the one love that my heart has chosen That's the way it goes - It goes --- |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Vocalese (1985)
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin Gone fac'wards Back long time ago they saw a ghost Ghost made a boast Soon that ghost was host ( first 8 bars)Those losing their hue They goofed 'n got the wrong view First, things reverse, last is first! Y' dig it!Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a' What I tell y' What this place is no one knows it There's no traces of the kind o'place it was Before it got "discovered" by the kind o' Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him Back when the world was young An' man was a living god An' he walked this earthly sod This was sod that god would trod on Till one day a stranger landed With a line o'jive Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin' Maybe that they should really take five An' he quickly stole the natives' soul So he could control it An' he took care of that missionary biz Till the lan' was hisNever heard a story draggy as that Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another That exasperated more What an exasperating narrative t'play Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am 'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin' Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib' The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib A body who was steadily reachin' up A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things Whee! I was always one t'be free Ain't never had a keeper why don't people Learn t'git along t'gether stead o' Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em Me, I'm the old fashioned kind I was never good at follow-the-leader Real real real real real real real That's me, as real as a Yankee can be That's meMillions o' years ago There was a Paleolithic age on Earth An' the whole world was young And full o'the vim of constant rebirth Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls Ever'where abounding that was the case 'N plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck But in that spot Where it was so lush, where it was so hot Where many animal was roamin' An' nature was kind, life was thrivin' There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural I'm tellin' the truth What-a-benign livin' some livin' All's forgiven come on homeBlew a truly unruly storm That wrecked a boat in a climate warm 'N full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin' White like ghosts 'N when the natives checked 'em out It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits Long ago there was a legend 'Bout a spirit who would someday comeA look at these cats 'N y' could see they prob'ly had some So they welcomed 'em with peace and love And everything there's plenty of 'N soon the tables had turned to rigormortis That's when the castaway had his say Like a dog had his day they told the People that they were spirits actual Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual What was an accident turns int' something So unbelievably heaven-sent Everybody falls for it Right on down t' the militants 'N marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of LumumbaWait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin Spelled backwards Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin Gone fac'wards Back long time ago they saw a ghost Ghost made a boast Soon that ghost was hostWait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin Spelled backwards Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin Gone fac'wardsThose losing their hue They goofed 'n got the wrong view First, things reverse, last is first! Y' dig it! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer (1987)
That cat is high Look at that look in his eye On man he's high The cats higher than a kiteWhen you see him stumblin' Up and down the street You know that cat's been drinkin' Got no shoes upon his feetMan he's high I said that cat is high Yes he's high Man he's higher than a kiteThat cat is high Look at that look in his eye You know I wouldn't lie That cat is higher than a kiteBoys he's high Oh look at them two black eyes Oh me oh my That cat is higher than the skyWhen you see him tippin' Round and round the block Oh you know that cat he's very beat Hip clean down to his socksThat cat is high Look at that look in his eye Oh me oh my That cat is higher than the sky Yeah!InstrumentalScat section...ends with "Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"When you see him stumblin' Up and down the street You know that cat's been drinkin' Got no shoes upon his feetMan he's high Yes he's high My oh my The cat's higher than a kiteHe's high (That cat is high) So high (That cat is high) My my (Oh man he's high) He's high (He's high)He's high (That cat is high) So high (That cat is high) My my (Oh man he's high)Spoken: I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan! Well I know that cat is high! Hee hee -- yeah! That's right! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
That cat is high Look at that look in his eye On man he's high The cats higher than a kiteWhen you see him stumblin' Up and down the street You know that cat's been drinkin' Got no shoes upon his feetMan he's high I said that cat is high Yes he's high Man he's higher than a kiteThat cat is high Look at that look in his eye You know I wouldn't lie That cat is higher than a kiteBoys he's high Oh look at them two black eyes Oh me oh my That cat is higher than the skyWhen you see him tippin' Round and round the block Oh you know that cat he's very beat Hip clean down to his socksThat cat is high Look at that look in his eye Oh me oh my That cat is higher than the sky Yeah!InstrumentalScat section...ends with "Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"When you see him stumblin' Up and down the street You know that cat's been drinkin' Got no shoes upon his feetMan he's high Yes he's high My oh my The cat's higher than a kiteHe's high (That cat is high) So high (That cat is high) My my (Oh man he's high) He's high (He's high)He's high (That cat is high) So high (That cat is high) My my (Oh man he's high)Spoken: I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan! Well I know that cat is high! Hee hee -- yeah! That's right! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Swing (1997)
Alan's solo:
Gather roun' 'n hear my story Oh boy! 'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town (Stompin' it off, stompin' it off...) He heard a local pianist What joy! Stompin' out music on an old upright pi-ano Here comes King that was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way (Here he comes-Master of the stomp) Ol' Jelly knew the fella could play Dig him! by the things he heard his right hand say (Now - we're gonna romp)(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)When Jelly Roll demanded his name Hail! King Porter Well, the man responded "Porter King" (Dig 'Im!) By order! Well, Jelly lef' th' city, but he wrote (Dig 'Im!) Y' wanna dig 'im a rompin' ditty 'bout the Porter (Dig 'Im!) Y' gonna dig 'im who was "King O' The Stomp" Porter King sho' can stompJelly wrote a ditty 'bout a fella who could romp This is the tune - "King Porter Stomp"When Porter's stridin' hands are flyin' An' all his fingers are testifyin' His two feet stompin' in ragged time That's a feelin' that is so sublime - Y' dig it?He's generatin' so much excitement Y' keep forgettin' just what uptight meant N' that's that fella named Porter King His style's the essence o' Swing(Well, well, well)Oh, well, go on n' tell itCheryl's solo: When Jelly first heard Porter King He declared he heard the very heart an' soul of swing A certain ragged kind o' romp in between a jump and a stomp When Jelly heard, well, he really knew because he played too That Porter was a King, really n' truly a stone king Another thing, somethin' never heard of "Somethin' else" is the sort o' phrase A fella'd prob'ly have t'use if'e was gonna describe the way Porter playsThere never was - an never's gonna be another strider fine as he I know no other ear will ever hear another like it here.Cheryl's solo background: Who you hunchin'? Dig them stompin' See them bunchin' They rompn'Sweat is poppin' Hips're rollin' Funk is droppin' Souls soulin'Heat is massin' Folks're swingin' Time is passin' Arms flingin'There's contagion Takin' over Swing is ragin' All overJanis' solo: Hey!!! Stop that!!! That stomp knocked me outta my hat! Who's that abusin' piano? Tell me his name, because he's boun' f' fame 'N how'd he figure such rhythm? Did he bring it here with 'im? What kinda cat is King Porter? Plinkin' an' plunkin' that romp he calls a stomp.Janis' solo backgrounds: Everybody groovin' and gigglin' Mercy! Take a look at that wigglin' See the cutie in the corner She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her shoes The folks are hoopin' n' hoppin' Dig how all the fingers're poppin' Over there's a wild cat stone drunk The floor be his bunk.Tim's solo: Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp Just keep on ballin' till we start fallin' right through the floor It's so natch'ral You want more? Come - git it!Porter - he's the King! He knows how to stomp an' swing, That's King Porter Master of how to stompTim's solo backgrounds: Outside the moon is beamin' Inside the joint is steamin' Them folks can really, really party All night long Porter's stompin' Gits everybody rompin' Then everybody knows that one thing Porter's king.Who's the absolute Master of Stomp? King Porter! The rollicking Rajah of Romp? King Porter! The plinkin'est plunker This side o' the border? Who? Except King PorterWho is the King of the Keys? King Porter! An' constantly able to please? King Porter! An' who tickles ivories like nobody livin'? That's King Porter! He's the man!Unloosen yo' shoes (unloosen yo' shoes) Start payin' them dues (start payin' them dues) Git shed o' them blues Git shed o' them - Dang them blue! You don't shed 'em, you lose Spend a quarter! (spend a quarter) Give the order! (give the order) Mr. Porter - Mister Barrellhouse man git t' stompin' Make 'em git hot - git 'em rompin The got t' dig King Porter Stomp! |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Mecca For Moderns (1981)
Shadows looking through an open window
Footsteps following wherever you go Undercover eyes Search to find the key to alibis Living in a hideaway You can't hide You can never get away They'll find you Be aware of strangers in the darkJealous lovers quarrel in suspicion Passions justifying their positions Vengeance on the rise Now they're throwing daggers from their eyes Maybe they can find a way Past their pride Live and let it die away If not they'll Lie a lot and fight a lot But you beware 'Cause in the air they'reSpies in the night They go wherever you are You're in their sight Watch out for spies in the cold, cold, restless nightHeartache like a burning, turning fever Someone tells his girl that he will leave her Ooo her ravaged eyes Kiss goodbye the years of hidden liesPhotos taken on display he denies But the cheating heart will pay She says you lie a lot And fight a lot but it's in vain You can't explain 'causeSpies in the night They go wherever you are You're in their sight Watch out for spies in the nightSorry, now you will payCheryl: Hello Alan: The winds are calm in the channel. Cheryl: The boat will sail at midnight. Alan: Listen very carefully to me. I don't have much time and I'm being watched. Cheryl: You're being watched - By who? Alan: I have your pictures. Cheryl: Oh. Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me. Alan: Do you have my money? Cheryl: Yes. Of course I do. Alan: Meet me in an hour. Position A. Code Z. I'll... Cheryl: Hello! Hello!! Hello!!!Spies in the night They go wherever you are You're in their sight Watch out for spies in the night |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bodies And Souls (1983)
Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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from Manhattan Transfer - Man-T-Ra! Live In Tokyo [live] (1996)
Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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from City Jazz 3 (2010)
Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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from Manhattan Transfer - Brasil (1987)
My, my Oh the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooo that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove It's cookin'Want some more We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazzKansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top Blow your ownOoo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Ooo c'est si bon Ooo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Soul food to goYeah, yeah yeah...( all) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
My, my Oh the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooo that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove It's cookin'Want some more We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazzKansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top Blow your ownOoo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Ooo c'est si bon Ooo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Soul food to goYeah, yeah yeah... |
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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 1 (1994)
My, my Oh the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooo that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove It's cookin'Want some more We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazzKansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top Blow your ownOoo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Ooo c'est si bon Ooo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Soul food to goYeah, yeah yeah... |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Bodies And Souls (1983)
Before the jungle closes in
A letter to America The candles are a cocoa hue Inside the room of missing men 00 mercenary souls Ohhhhhhh We are the army of the night Ohhhhhhh One foot in front of the other babe One baby step, I,I,I, I Feel a soldier of fortune Marching inside of me We drink our gin in Mandalay Afraid of what we have become This is the moment of intrigue Ohhhhhhh A tiger dreaming of his prey Ohhhhhhh This is the edge of history One foot in front of the other babe One baby step, I, I, I, I Feel a soldier of fortune Marching inside of me |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Brasil (1987)
So you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say I should try Just to let the flame inside me die I should try So you say Against the wind With my face turned to the empty side Of loneliness Midnight black and blueSo you say That the world will keep on turning So you say So you say Tell me why All the stars have lost their mystery now Tell me why Tell me how Where love has been The taste of wine Seems to linger on like distant perfume And all of the memories Carelessly left behind Ghosts and lies They haunt me wherever I goSo you say That the pain of love will pass away So you say So you say Before goodbye I look for the fire behind your eyes But they're cold as ice I hear in your voice The echo of love that's gone by Now I cry I'll love you for all of my lifeSo you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
So you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say I should try Just to let the flame inside me die I should try So you say Against the wind With my face turned to the empty side Of loneliness Midnight black and blueSo you say That the world will keep on turning So you say So you say Tell me why All the stars have lost their mystery now Tell me why Tell me how Where love has been The taste of wine Seems to linger on like distant perfume And all of the memories Carelessly left behind Ghosts and lies They haunt me wherever I goSo you say That the pain of love will pass away So you say So you say Before goodbye I look for the fire behind your eyes But they're cold as ice I hear in your voice The echo of love that's gone by Now I cry I'll love you for all of my lifeSo you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Christmas Album (1992)
Snowfall
Softly Gently drift down Snowflakes Whisper 'Neath my window Covering trees Misty lights Velvet breeze 'Round my doorstep Gently Softly Silent Snowfall Covering trees Misty lights Velvet breezes 'Neath my window Gently And softly Silent Snowfall Drift down Drift down Drift down Snowfall |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Mecca For Moderns (1981)
Endless nights
I''d play solitaire Imagining that you were here One night flights Such heartless affairs They froze the hopes of love in me You suddenly appeared Melted all my fears Filled me with the love I needYou make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will turn out right baby Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveHeart to heart Our souls intertwine Make love and float away with me Twins of flame A love so divine I want to spend my life around you Now, now I have the strength Now I have the hopes You give me all I needTo make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will work out right Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveYou make me smile again Like a child of three Oh I believe we''ll live a dream for two Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my love |
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from Manhattan Transfer - The Manhattan Transfer Anthology - Down In Birdland (2005)
Endless nights
I''d play solitaire Imagining that you were here One night flights Such heartless affairs They froze the hopes of love in me You suddenly appeared Melted all my fears Filled me with the love I needYou make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will turn out right baby Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveHeart to heart Our souls intertwine Make love and float away with me Twins of flame A love so divine I want to spend my life around you Now, now I have the strength Now I have the hopes You give me all I needTo make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will work out right Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveYou make me smile again Like a child of three Oh I believe we''ll live a dream for two Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my love |
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from Tapestry Revisited (0000)
Now, Smackwater Jack,
He bought a shotgun 'Cause he was in the mood For a little confrontation. He just a-let it all hang loose; He didn't think about the noose. He couldn't take no more abuse So he shot down the congregation. You can't talk to a man With a shotgun in his hand. Now, Big Jim the chief Stood for law and order. He called for the guard to come And surround the border. Now, from his bulldog mouth, As he led the posse south, Came the cry, "We got to ride To clean up the streets For our wives and our daughters!" You can't talk to a man When he don't wanna understand. No, no, no, no, no. The account of the capture Wasn't in the papers, But you know, they hanged ol' Smack right then Instead of later. You know, the people were quite pleased 'Cause the outlaw had been seized And on the whole, it was a very good year For the undertaker. You know, you know, you can't talk to a man With a shotgun in his hand. A shotgun in his hand. Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun. Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun. Oh, Smackwater Jack, yeah. Talkin' 'bout Smackwater Jack, yeah. Talkin' 'bout a-Smackwater Jack, now. Talkin' 'bout Smack. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GOFFIN, GERRY/KING, CAROLE Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Swing (1997)
I'm hurrying home to you
I'm through with being lonely I'm hurrying home to you Don'cha know you're my one and only Fast fast travelin' fast dear The quarrels of the past we'll keep 'em in the past(Higher Higher Ever Higher)Skyliner Skyliner flying so freely We seem to really touch heaven Sunbeams all dance on your wings where the light falls And then when night callsStars giving a show for the people below the sky(I'll get home sooner if the)Jet streams behind me memories remind me Your love will guide me Skyliner fly(Right to your lover and then)You'll hold him closely And sing to him sweetly Skyliner SkylinerA silver stream that's crystallized Shining its rays across the sky('n bye and bye the clouds roll by)Why don't we dig that crazy kingdom in the sky, thatHi-fly swinging in the Sky-liner Just forgetting the troubles below meAlan's solo: Flyin' in the sky It's a natural kind of high When you're ridin' in the atmosphere The steadily movin' ozone will direct you to this song you want to hearHey (you dig me) If I'm dreaming shake me(better believe it) Say (you wig me) If I'm sleeping wake meTim's solo: It's a little short time now upon this place We're workin' a lot n' frettin' about The who have n' who have not So please just take a moment out And move a little closer We will sing this song and try to make you happyGiving a show for the people below as we fly Hearing the beat of the motors with a sigh(And so we're riding on the)Skyliner Skyliner (I'm hurrying home to you, I'm through with being lonely) flying so freely (I'm hurrying home to you, don'cha know you're my one and only) We seem to really touch heaven (Fast fast hurrying fast dear-the quarrels of the past we'll keep 'em in the past)Sunbeams all dance on your (I'm gonna be holdin' you, And now I'm feelin' jumpy) wings where the light falls (I'm gonna be holdin' you, I don't care if the ride gets bumpy) Then when the night calls (Fast fast travelin' fast dear) |
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from Manhattan Transfer - Pastiche (1977) |