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Jazz Memorial: Les Génies du Jazz: Roy Eldridge - Little Jazz (Roy Eldridge) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Cut And Run: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - The Beginning Of The Wild: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Indo Jazz Fusions: The Joe Harriott-John Mayer Double Quintet/Jazz at Jazz Ltd. (John Mayer) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Freedom on the March: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Evolution Works: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Be Your Own Boss: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Footprints In The Sand: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - The American Dream: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) · HIP JAZZ BOP - Not Just Another Pretty Face: Jazz Essentials By Jazz Greats (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


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
I'm in love with you
And all that jazz
You're my dream come true
And all that jazz
Baby, you're too much
You've got the skin I love to touch
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