Manhattan Transfer - THE OFFBEAT OF AVENUES lyrics

rate me

Big blues in the city, trailin' the

main stroll (a kitty)

Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's

Cafe, it's the mostest hideaway

Mez muggles "Flip Zooty Flim

Plant you now solid,

dig you later Slim"

First you crawl then you walk,

scat then you talk

Hear the cool, feel the heat of the

Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues

Help me, he blew his wig

(Lay it on)

He plays gutbucket doghouse dig

(Chick is hot)

For the hide-beater on the stand

(Really gone)

Hear that Gabriel's growl

Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame

(She can chirp)

And some high-jiver

knows her name

(Digs his vine)

Cats all friskin' their

whiskers...Ow

(Jam is on pops)

I collar all jive, give me five

(Now you dig, alive)

So I know you're alive

In the dim you've arrived

Cruel lips, whisper baby

Pulse of the neon, she's crazy

Smokin' eyes, get hazy

Like beauty to beast,

"You're the most to say the least"

(Do you have any) Monk,

Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez?

Let's cut some rug gate these skins

are a mess

First you crawl then you walk,

scat then you talk

It's nirvana, it's attitude

Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues

Help me, he blew his wig

(Lay it on)

He plays gutbucket doghouse dig

(Chick is hot)

For the hide-beater on the stand

(Really gone)

Hear that Gabriel's growl

Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame

(She can chirp)

And some high-jiver

knows her name

(Digs his vine)

Cats all friskin' their

whiskers...Ow

(Jam is on pops)

I collar all jive, give me five

(Now you dig, alive)

So I know you're alive

(Bouyoot

Two finger-like lickin'...

This cat, is hot friskin'...

The jam is on now)

First you crawl then you walk

(Man she's a blip)

Scat then you talk

(Ofay plays hip)

Comp...

Rest...

Rhythm of the off beat...

(Wacky Interlude)

Help me, he blew his wig

(Lay it on)

He plays gutbucket doghouse dig

(Chick is hot)

For the hide-beater on the stand

(Really gone)

Hear that Gabriel's growl

Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame

(She can chirp)

And some high-jiver

knows her name

(Digs his vine)

Cats all friskin' their

whiskers...Ow

(Jam is on pops)

I collar all jive, give me five

(Now you dig, alive)

So I know you're alive

(Repeat and fade)