I wanna tell ya somethin' I don't know if ya got as many good women as I have But I wanna tell you one thing They got me on a, on a groove Playin now I just ain't got a dime I gonna go back and beg a while Try and get me one So hear when I'm callin We'll catch it on the fly this time Now I wanna remind you this year This is one more standback number that I did way back in the twenties You've got no idea man If I start this number Do you need it That I did way back in the twenties Well I call back on home there I feel alright Sure Oh, yeah Your daddy was lonely, he lovеd this song yeah And now me I'm getting thе groove Gettin into that bottle a corn whisky J'imagine au ralenti Les draps humides en pension Cadichon qui s'échappe à la bougie L'odeur de cirage noir de pompes à cirer Le blouse gris taché d'encre rouge Des fumées tristes de chicorée Au petite déjeuner Du pain sans beurre à tartiner La cour de récré couverte D'un manteau glacé Des départs samedi non consignés Le bruit du car qui vient me chercher Les baisers de Janine le dimanche dans les collines Le parfum de ma cousine La plus jolie c'était Martine Et je m'endors après une caresse De mon pied gauche à mon pied droit Et je trône sur un nuage d'or Oh, yeah, sure And me I'm getting the groove Getting into that bottle a corn whisky And this is what he liked me to play for him all the time And now I'm getting the groove man I feel alright Let me do one more Then we gonna rest it