session #3: honky tonk women
i met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in memphis,
she tried to take me upstairs for a ride
she had to heave me right across her shoulder
‘cause i just can’t seem to drink you off my mind
it’s the honky tonk women
gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
i played a divorcee in new york city,
i had to put up some kind of a fight
the lady then she covered me with roses,
she blew my nose and then she blew my mind
it’s the honky tonk women
gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
(yeah!) it’s the honky tonk women
gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
(yeah!) it’s the honky tonk women
gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
“you don’t get jazz, it gets you”.
yes. it’s the seatbelts. LIVE. reblog it if you wasn’t there, and cry every time you watch this!
oooh, and i love the way kanno dances so happily with her AWESOME RED OVERCOAT!
cosby bebop. good parody.
