Blue Serenade Lyrics by Manhattan Transfer

Blue Serenade Lyrics

    Hot to trot shot,
    Out to the hot spot
    Up to the nines with bodies in line
    An' feelin' so fine
    What's to lose, go get ‘em shoes

    You take a train, you find a
    Fascinatin' rhythm in the rain
    At every stop,
    You hear the clippin' and the clop

    You take a beat, you find a
    Fascinatin' rhythm in your feet
    It's so complete and you know
    Nothin' can compete

    (you ain't seen nothin', you ain't seen nothin' - yet!)

    You start to palpitate and the
    Jeep is shakin' the snake
    Like a man upon the move for a
    Doll who doesn't hesitate
    Bad john
    You hear the sound of a sad song

    And when the downtown folk
    All shake it on out tonite
    Jeep is jake and rakin' in the take
    Bad john
    You are back where you belong

    She's such a sight tonite (hello)
    A caribana with a fan a top banana
    In a blue savanna moon
    A neck in neck
    You tell her darlin' get the check
    You're all electric
    Up in harlem in a swoon
    Another dance with a with a tropical fan
    Another chance with
    The topical tan

    Mean swimmin' saxophones
    Takin' in the wimmin' and
    Shakin' them bones
    The goat get in the fete begin
    Naughty in the body and set for sin
    A creole girl step up and say
    "never say never"
    With a casual sway
    Takin' her time to come my way
    Bad john
    You are back where you belong

    All reet i'm tippin' in, deed i do
    And while the goat is on the fire
    And every note is your desire
    You approve her every move
    You in a spin (come on in)
    She wanna grab you by the duff
    And tell you
    Honey this is tough enough
    For sure
    There's the door,
    What are you waiting for?
    And just us two,
    Serenading in blue

    You take a frail who makes a
    Copesetic caper with her tail
    I'm tellin' you, she really
    Puttin' on a do

    The saxophones, you can't relax
    When there is rhythm in your bones
    You're on the hoof,
    You raise a racket on the roof

    Some syncopation, makin' with the
    Eyes an arisin' occasion
    Made it in the shade the way they
    Played that satin serenade in blue

SEARCH LYRICS