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Line For Lyons - Chet Baker



     
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Listen to them play our song,
how they shock my poor brain with that electric refrain
I hear a buzzin', 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 music's 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.
[sax solo] [bass solo]

Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me
The music's 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.
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Lyrics submitted by Liam Watson.

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Chesney Henry "Chet" Baker Jr. (December 23, 1929 - May 13, 1988) was born in Yale, Oklahoma. A trumpet player, Baker was an important part of the West coast "cool jazz" school of the 1950s. He first came to prominence in the jazz world as part of the pianoless Gerry Mulligan Quartet -- Mulligan had played with Miles Davis, whose Birth of the Cool is recognized as ushering in the movement. Baker's trumpet playing is characterized by incredibly sweet tones, clear and almost vibrato-less.

Read more about Chet Baker on Last.fm.


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