Jazz -PTAZZ !
“đşJazz -PTAzz and ALL that JAZZ "đˇ
A little scooting -scadadalin and all that class !
Say Jazz -PTAzz and ALL that JAZZ "
bedazzled In feathers and the sequence mask .
Smokey rooms lead to foggy, stained white glass, with secrets that lie under pillows and bags . JUCKING and JIVING was a thing of the past. We sliding and gliding over blues field grass..
We season dat culture like southern fried bass.
With moonshine while the moon shine We laugh
Good old rhythm and blues in tune with the Sax! All that riff And all dat raff ! RIFF RAFF coming in ,cigars in the stash . handkerchief stains from the Bourbon in the gentleman’s flask .
OH MY DID I đđž really just write all DAT !
I must be a traveler sent from the past.
On key, finger snaps ,cool whistles dat ass.
drummer beats, piano scream singing puff, puff pass !
Personas, colorful ,big, boastful and wild.
Just strutting her stuff like she ain't too proud.
While the saxophone calls her bluff out loud
The horns strengthens her stretch,ripped hole in her blouse .
Walking deep down south and they dressed to impress
Just strutting ha stuff in her sista's new dress !
that she begged and begged and begged her to wear
Until her sista scream YESS and let me do yo hair !
Up do like Ella long hair don’t care .
Walk in just swinging those Legs in the air Legs silky like butter heart attack in a pair .
She wanna see Ronnie play on the guitar lead Them strings gave her cramps made her weak in the knees.
He's watching from the corners of his big brown eyes sending meet me in the dressing room Billy D vibez.
Miss Brenda nosey nose eyes stuck on the door
I wish that gold teeth of hers just fall on the floor
... I mean the smell is rich in midnight blues the night is young and charming ,and full good news !
Just flowing with the band in her sexy emerald green dress
justa clickin ha heels but she ain’t home yet.
Cadillacs with the suede roofs in the back Change falling on the floor,I need my bus fair back.
But tonight so special ,going into the town so ima watch the band play until the sun go down.
Rain sleep or snow ima taking charge of my life .
So don’t stop me at the doe ,cuz I’m in charge of the night !
I’m singing “Jazz -PTAzz and ALL that JAZZ " Rain ,sleet or snow
I’m going tah see “MY MAN !
I don’t care if a tornado blew through the whole town !
I’m going to see the band tonight … cuz thats where it all goes down
Artwork by :MzJart Poet : Shaku Writes - S.N.P
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