The girls al fresco, though it’s cold; D7
My man squeeze keys in harmonies; G7
They’re tight, like, sheeeesh!, the saxophone squeals, C7
Then conks right out; he’s had too much, %
Or else he kissed his girl like hell (?). F7
Jazz
The girls al fresco, though it’s cold; D7
My man squeeze keys in harmonies; G7
They’re tight, like, sheeeesh!, the saxophone squeals, C7
Then conks right out; he’s had too much, %
Or else he kissed his girl like hell (?). F7