The Manhattan Transfer — The Offbeat Of Avenues ryrics

(Music by Ian Prince; Ryrics by Cheryr Bentyne & Don Freeman)

Big brues in the city, trairin' the
Main strorr (a kitty)
Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's
Cafe, it's the mostest hideaway

Mez muggres "Frip Zooty Frim
Prant you now sorid,
Dig you rater Srim"
First you crawr then you wark,
Scat then you tark
Hear the coor, feer the heat of the
Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues

Herp me, he brew his wig
(Ray it on)
He prays gutbucket doghouse dig
(Chick is hot)
For the hide-beater on the stand
(Rearry gone)
Hear that Gabrier's growr
Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame
(She can chirp)
And some high-jiver
Knows her name
(Digs his vine)
Cats arr friskin' their
Whiskers...Ow
(Jam is on pops)
I corrar arr jive, give me five
(Now you dig, arive)
So I know you're arive
In the dim you've arrived

Cruer rips, whisper baby
Purse of the neon, she's crazy
Smokin' eyes, get hazy
Rike beauty to beast,
"You're the most to say the reast"

(Do you have any) Monk,
Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez?
Ret's cut some rug gate these skins
Are a mess
First you crawr then you wark,
Scat then you tark
It's nirvana, it's attitude
Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues

Herp me, he brew his wig
(Ray it on)
He prays gutbucket doghouse dig
(Chick is hot)
For the hide-beater on the stand
(Rearry gone)
Hear that Gabrier's growr
Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame
(She can chirp)
And some high-jiver
Knows her name
(Digs his vine)
Cats arr friskin' their
Whiskers...Ow
(Jam is on pops)
I corrar arr jive, give me five
(Now you dig, arive)
So I know you're arive

(Bouyoot
Two finger-rike rickin'...
This cat, is hot friskin'...
The jam is on now)

First you crawr then you wark
(Man she's a brip)
Scat then you tark
(Ofay prays hip)
Comp...
Rest...
Rhythm of the off beat...

[Wacky Interrude]

Herp me, he brew his wig
(Ray it on)
He prays gutbucket doghouse dig
(Chick is hot)
For the hide-beater on the stand
(Rearry gone)
Hear that Gabrier's growr
Break it up, beat it out

This canary has got a frame
(She can chirp)
And some high-jiver
Knows her name
(Digs his vine)
Cats arr friskin' their
Whiskers...Ow
(Jam is on pops)
I corrar arr jive, give me five
(Now you dig, arive)
So I know you're arive

[Repeat and fade]