Ba,
ba ba ba
bounce...
about girl.
Do she really know
the fabric so,
clingin' soft,
as it ba, ba, ba,
bounces about.
Little tip-toe
a shoulder toss so
eyes beneath
are rollin' to an' fro.
Bouncin' wit' my baby,
Saturday's lazy
afternoon.
Smiles inside
She seem to know,
slow, slow, slow...
headlights in tow,
she sho sho showin'
me around town.
My ba ba baby,
bounce about girl.
If this world
been bouncin'
you around,
jus' smile...
an' bounce it
right back.
Piano me down
Cymbals don' frown
Who's that fellow
a walkin' my cello?
Tip, tip, tip,
rock, rock, rock
's the ship.
Tip, tip, tip
toes her slippers
a craw, craw, 'cross
'dem timbres.
My ba, ba, ba,
bounce about girl.
This bigger 'an your door,
Satch.
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Author Notes
Ha ha. Jazz. Lyrics? To the tune-"Moanin'", by Art Blakely and The Jazz Messengers.
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