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virtuosi,
known as "hipsters" to the trade,
wish to show you now
Precisely how
Jazz music is made.

Take some skins,
Jazz begins,
Take a bass
Steady
virtuosi,
known as "hipsters" to the trade,
wish to show you now
Precisely how
Jazz music is made.

Take some skins,
Jazz begins,
Take a bass
Steady
virtuosi,
known as "hipsters" to the trade,
wish to show you now
Precisely how
Jazz music is made.

Take some skins,
Jazz begins,
Take a bass
Steady
The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz
I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past
Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz

Sattamassagana for Jimmy Dread
Feels like I'm walkin' across the sky
Gettin' high
On Bass Head Jazz
The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz
I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past
Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz

Sattamassagana for Jimmy
can't believe my ears
Jazz police are looking through my folders
Jazz police are talking to my niece
Jazz police have got their final orders
Jazzer,
virtuosi,
known as "hipsters" to the trade,
wish to show you now
Precisely how
Jazz music is made.

Take some skins,
Jazz begins,
Take a bass
Steady
for the dealer
And his current trick
Chet was god and I was just 15
And he was already dead inside his dream

Jazz man, Jazz man
Blowing the blues
close my eyes, and look at him,
Victor should have been a jazz musician, 
I said to myself, Victor should have been a jazz musician,

I looked at his
Io sono un ballerino di jazz
Io sono un ballerino di jazz
Io sono un ballerino di jazz
Io sono un ballerino di
Sono un ballerino
Passo le mie
Come on, babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start
Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start
the house of 
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of 
Come into the house of 
Come into the house of jazz, yes

Ball stripper
Big tipper
He was a canvas-back'd scatterbrain from Jazz Street
He had a '65 Chevy and and a surfer shirt full a-parakeets
It's a dead-end road by Love Canal
I want to be a jazz guy
And play the greatest American music
I want to be a jazz guy
And play the greatest American music

I want to learn all
So danço samba so danço samba 
Vi 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 
How it gets to you 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 

The jazz samba the jazz
So danço samba so danço samba 
Vi 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 
How it gets to you 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 

The jazz samba the jazz
So danço samba so danço samba 
Vi 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 
How it gets to you 
The jazz samba the jazz samba 

The jazz samba the jazz
Victoria
'Bout twenty years ago way down in New Orleans,
A group of fellers found a new kind of music
And they decided to call it...jazz,
No other
Come on, babe
Why dont we paint the town?
And all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car
I
Victoria
'Bout twenty years ago way down in New Orleans,
A group of fellers found a new kind of music
And they decided to call it, jazz,
No other
Then a guitarist and a bass player 
Read some notes off a music page 
And added a little bit of jazz 
A sound that never seems to age
C'mon babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start
And I would like to play a
Little tune I just composed not so long ago
Ms. Billie Holiday
Byrd?
The music called Jazz

It's roots are in the sounds