Rancho Las Voces: Radio / Fats Waller: «This Joint Is Jumpin'»
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domingo, junio 21, 2009

Radio / Fats Waller: «This Joint Is Jumpin'»




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En RADIO Rancho Las Voces... Fats Waller... interpreta...This Joint Is Jumpin'... en RADIO Rancho Las Voces... They say they throw a party....

This Joint Is Jumpin'
Lyrics

They have a new expression,
along ol' Harlem way.
They say they throw a party,
That's ten times Marvin Gaye.
To say this joint is jumpin',
leaves not a single doubt.
But everything is in full swing,
When you hear somebody shout this is...

This joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin',
Come in cats an' check your hats,
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
The piano's thumpin',
The dancers bumpin'.
This here spot is more than hot,
In fact the joint is jumpin',

Check your weapons at the door,
Be sure to pay your quarter.
Burn your leather on the floor,
grab aybody's daughter.
The roof is rockin',
The neighbor's knockin'.
We're all bums when the wagon comes.
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
Let it beat!

The joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin',
Ev'ry mose is on his toes,
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
No time for talkin',
It's tim for walkin'
(Yes!)
Grab a jug an' cut the rug,
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
Get your pig feet, beer an' gin,
There's plenty in the kitchen.
Who is that that just came in?
Just look at the way he's switchin'.
Don't mind the hour,
'Cause I'm in power.
I got bail if we go to jail.
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
This joint is jumpin',
It's really jumpin',
We're all bums when the wagon comes.
I mean this joint is jumpin'.
Don't give your right name.
No, no, no!

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