Текст песни Chet Baker - Line for Lyons

Listen to them play our songHow they shock my poor brain with that electric refrainI hear a buzzin', just like a dozen doorbellsEverytime I hear our songI get weak in the knees my heart pumps up a breezeSending a stream to every extremity Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by meThe music's magic spellLeaves me a mess of quivering jellyEven on a violin

How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bonesI must confess, it leaves me a mess, our songParts of my anatomy are not controlled by meThe music's magic spellLeaves me a mess of quivering jellyEven on a violinHow those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bonesI must confess, it leaves me a mess, our song doesI love to hear our song 'Cause it grooves me so our song
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