Libby Hammer - Mister Jazzcat

If you ever take a lazy walk
Around the town
Strolling up the sidewalk
As the sun is going down
You may hear a soulful sound
That echoes in your ears
Slowly getting louder
Then it stops and disappears
Listen, listen, can you hear?

Who is the guy
That everyone digs?
Knocking them out
At all of his gigs
I'd love to know
Who's under that hat
Who could it be?
(Jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat)

What is his name?
We really need clues
He loves playing jazz
And blowing the blues
He always looks sharp
He never plays flat
He's always in tune
(Jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat)

Underneath the lamplight
On a dark and foggy night
Down a lonely alley
When the moon is out of sight
You may catch a glimpse of
Someone blowing on a sax
Pouring out some burning bebop
Through that golden axe
Listen, listen, can you hear?

(Jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat, jazz cat)
Don't be afraid
He's friendly and cool
He'll teach you some things
You won't learn at school
He's smooth as a snake
And swift as a bat
Shrouded in mystery
Making musical history
Kooky and delirious
Takes himself a little bit too serious
He's the mysterious
Mister Jazzcat (Jazz cat, jazz cat)
Ooh, Mister Jazzcat (Jazz cat, jazz cat)
Mister, Mister (Jazz cat, jazz cat)
Ooh, Mister Jazzcat

Written by:
Elizabeth Clements

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