Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm a Jazz Vampire, artist - Marion Harris. Date of issue: 16.12.1916
Song language: English
I'm a Jazz Vampire |
| Say, did you ever |
| hear the saxophone |
| Let out an awful moan |
| Let out an awful groan? |
| It makes you feel so nervous |
| yet it’s great |
| It’s the saxophone a-callin' |
| to his mate |
| that sweet coquette |
| the clarinet |
| Now listen for a minute |
| and the birth of jazz you’ll hear |
| And where there is a little jazz |
| you’ll always find me near |
| For I’m a jazz vampire |
| Shake a foot |
| with me and dance, dance |
| Dancing is my specialty |
| Wise men keep out o' my way |
| They know I’ll lead 'em astray |
| They fall the minute I sway |
| I insist |
| you can’t resist a |
| Jazz vampire |
| Take a tip, take a tip, take a tip from me |
| For I am all the evil music has |
| Went down to the river, stood on the bank |
| Shook my shoulders and the boats all sank |
| For I’m the meanest kind of jazz vampire |
| I’m the wicked vampire of the jazz |
| Get up in the morning and I make the coffee whole |
| Ham and eggs turn over, put the crullers in a hole |
| Get upon a trolley car, the car begins to sway |
| Sit upon a half a dozen laps to start the day |
| I walk into the office and I greet the starter there |
| Six or seven elevators go up in the air |
| Sit down at my Remington and syncopate the keys |
| The fellow by the water stand gets water on the knees |
| The boss dictates a letter: «Dear sir, I’d like to state—» |
| The man who gets the letter has to stop and hesitate |
| And when the day is over and the sun sets in the west |
| Say I’m the only little bird who doesn’t go to rest |
| For I’m a jazz vampire |
| Take a tip, take a tip, take a tip from me |
| For I am all the evil music has |
| I stood by the ocean, no one around |
| Shook my shoulders and the sun went down |
| For I’m the meanest kind of jazz vampire |
| I’m the wicked vampire of the jazz |