a 1922 blues fox-trot song words and music by Henry Busse, Henry Lange, and Lou Davis
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Accompaniment
Lyrics
Chorus
He’s got hot lips, when he plays Jazz
He draws out steps, like no one has
You’re on your toes, and shake your shoes
Boy, how he goes, when he plays Blues
I watch the crowd, until he’s through
He can be proud, they’re “cuckoo,” too
His music’s rare, you must declare
The boy is there, with two hot lips
Performance
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