Line For Lyons-Chet Baker

Line for Lyons - Chet Baker
Listen to them play our song
How they shock my poor brain with that
Electric refrain I hear a buzzing
Just like a dozen doorbells
Everytime I hear our song
I get weak in the knees my heart pumps up
A breeze sending a stream to every extremity
Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me
The musics magic spell leaves me a mess of quivering jelly
Even on a violin
How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones
I must confess
It leaves me a mess
Our song
Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me
The musics magic spell leaves me a mess of quivering jelly
Even on a violin
How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones
I must confess
It leaves me a mess
Our song does I love to hear our song
Cause it grooves me so our song