Тексты песен «Manhattan Transfer»

Artist: The Manhattan Transfer Song: Sassy Album: The Offbeat of Avenues SASSY (lyrics by Janis Siegel and Cheryl Bentyne) Dig! Y'really wanna flip your lid? Try and give a listen to the singer Hip or square, dig her...

(Dance with me, Dance with me) You can dance every dance With the gut that gives you the eye; Let him hold you tight You can smile every smile For the man who held your hand Beneath the pale moonlight So don't forget...

Scotch and soda Mud in your eye Baby do I feel high Oh me, oh my do I feel high (so high) Dry martini, jigger of gin Oh what a spell youve got me in Oh my, do I feel high People dont believe me They think that Im just...

Scotch and soda Mud in your eye Baby do I feel high Oh me, oh my do I feel high (So high) Dry martini, jigger of gin Oh what a spell you've got me in Oh my, do I feel high People don't believe me They think that I'm...

The fool screams, 'no more!' He grabs his shirt and hits the door What she needs from him he ignores. It's a bore. Oh it's a bore. Oh it's a bore. Oh it's a bore. (Oh it's a ...) Blast the radio. The hits just come and...

Lyrics by Franz Guber and Joseph Mohr Silent Night Holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin, mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent Night...

Intro: Picture this: Rhythm n' happiness Souls in bliss 'n havin' fun (Oh no) If you can't there's nothin' to it (Oh no) I'm thinkin' I have t' paint you one Verse: I'm gonna paint a sepia panorama so full of life the...

We sing a spring (Sing joy spring) A rare and most mysterious spring (This most occult thing) Is buried deep in the soul (It's story never has been told) The joy spring, the fountain of pleasure Is deep inside you...

That's swing! Yes, sir! (Swingin' from the time of birth) Hip thing - gasser! (Swingin' fit t'shake the earth) My man! Benny! (Swing a man for all he's worth) that's Moten's thing Verse 1 Swing, that's the thing...

Once a mockingbird (dig) - he was overheard (what) -singing out a word (I) - to a cattle heard: (heard) (Quoth the mockingbird - "dig what I'm layin' down") "All you bovine creatures - dig what I'm layin' down!" All...

When I was single the life I led was mine Thought that when I married I'd be happy al the time Lord I wish I was A single girl again Lord I wish I was A single girl again When I was a single girl The boys all...

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...

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 need You...

She's a snootie little cutie She's a pert little skirt She's a knockout and a beauty and a flirt Such a dapper little flapper She's just cute as a trick She's a kissy little missy, a vain little Jane, She's slick She's...

Lyrics by Ruth Thornhill Music by Claude Thornhill Snowfall Softly Gently drift down Snowflakes Whisper 'Neath my window Covering trees Misty lights Velvet breeze 'Round my doorstep Gently Softly Silent...

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...

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...

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...

Before the jungle closes in A letter to America The candles are a cocoa hue Inside the room of missing men1 100 mercenary souls Ohhhhhhh We are the army of the night Ohhhhhhh One foot in front of the other babe One...

My, my oh the feelin' of the sound Precious and real and oh 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...