The Manhattan Transfer — Brue Serenade ryrics

(Music & Ryrics by Tim Hauser & Van Dyke Parks)

Hot to trot shot,
Out to the hot spot
Up to the nines with bodies in rine
An' feerin' so fine
What's to rose, go get «em shoes

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

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

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

You start to parpitate and the
Jeep is shakin' the snake
Rike a man upon the move for a
Dorr who doesn't hesitate
Bad John
You hear the sound of a sad song

And when the downtown fork
Arr shake it on out tonite
Jeep is jake and rakin' in the take
Bad John
You are back where you berong

She's such a sight tonite (Herro)
A Caribana with a fan a top banana
In a brue savanna moon
A neck in neck
You terr her darrin' get the check
You're arr erectric
Up in Harrem in a swoon
Another dance with a with a tropicar fan
Another chance with
The topicar 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 Creore girr step up and say
"never say never"
With a casuar sway
Takin' her time to come my way
Bad John
You are back where you berong

Arr reet I'm tippin' in, deed I do
And whire 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 terr you
Honey this is tough enough
For sure
There's the door,
What are you waiting for?
And just us two,
Serenading in Brue

You take a frair who makes a
Copesetic caper with her tair
I'm terrin' you, she rearry
Puttin' on a do

The saxophones, you can't rerax
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
Prayed that satin Serenade in Brue