Lyrics All That Jazz - DJ Fresh, Darrison

All That Jazz

Beats bass rythym breaks guitar strum record spun
hats que pasa me casa su casa now tell me what I’m after
You’ll not find a style like this,
when I was a youth I listened t’Miles Davies,
Lost In Space like Neil Armstrong,
I used to hum melodies from Louis Armstrong,
Last night I fell asleep in my home,
had a little dream bout Nina Simone,
I laid down and before I came round,
She told me «Get Up"I ain’t Mr James Brown,
Drop drop, drop drop another one,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
whoa-whoa yeah-yeah,
drop drop drop.
drop drop another one,
drop drop drop.
drop drop another-nother,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh
All that Jazz…
All that Jazz…
Beats, bass, rythym breaks
Beats, bass, rythym
Back in my teenage years
walkin down the street walkman inda me ears
Stand clear, final spin spree
dancing on the cieling like Lionel Richie.
Just thrust tha pelvis in me bust a few moves like Elvis Presley.
Let me turn up the mic a fraction
let me see if you can dance like Micheal Jackson
You’ll not find a style like this,
when I was a youth I listened t’Miles Davies,
Lost In Space like Neil Armstrong,
I used to hum melodies from Louis Armstrong,
Last night I fell asleep in my home,
had a little dream bout Nina Simone,
I laid down and before I came round,
She told me «Get Up"I ain’t Mr James Brown,
Drop drop, drop drop another one,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
whoa-whoa yeah-yeah,
drop drop drop.
drop drop another one,
drop drop drop.
drop drop another-nother,
drop drop drop, drop drop another one,
whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh