flies with music from our lips and steals a kiss and blows it out into the mist where castles stand on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind and drift and moods
boy say boy that's a plenty for me! You're gonna get mellow when that fellow blows his horn down where the blues was born you'll be gone the trumpets
town to see and hear Squawking just as noisily as they can And each loud pa-pa-gee! pa-pa-gaack! pa-pa-gee! pa-pa-gaack! Would land like a trumpet on
I'm in the mood for lovin' baby all night Some a dem a player haters don't see why Why dem a try fe get de F.I.J.I. Dey know that we rock it so, so Worry
deadliest mens in the back Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot Get out like you own the spot, home or not It's that no mood to play, move out
Mood strings Al sings Once more everything is changing You've played mind games before I thought there's be fireworks I expected changes I thought there'd be trumpets
town to see and hear Squawking just as noisily as they can And each loud "Pa-pa-gee! Pa-pa-gaack! Pa-pa-gee! Pa-pa-gaack!" Would land like a trumpet
a-running to me Meet me where they play the blues People have said they've seen you dance in hideaway places People have said you find romance in other embraces But if your mood
honey, don't take it hard, you know it ain't what it seems. It's just one of those moods, everybody gets into, well I'm feeling like a trumpet that's
the back Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot Get out like you own the spot, home or not It's that no mood to play, move out the my way Yo
yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks For the town to see and hear. And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack" Would land like a trumpet
