| They have a new expression along old Harlem way
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| That tells you when a party is ten times more than gay
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| To say that things are jumpin' leaves not a single doubt
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| That everthing is in full swing when you hear someone shout
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| Here 'tis
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| The joint is jumpin'
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| It’s really jumpin'
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| Come in, cats, and check your hats
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| I mean this joint is jumpin'
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| The piano’s thumpin'
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| The dancers are bumpin'
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| This here spot is more than hot
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| In fact, the joint is jumpin'
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| Check your weapons at the door
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| Be sure to pay your quarter
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| Burn your leather on the floor
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| Grab anybody’s daughter
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| The roof is rockin'
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| The neighbors knockin'
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| We’re all bums when the wagon comes
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| I mean, this joint is jumpin'
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| Let it be! |
| Yas!
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| Burn this joint, boy, yas!
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| Oh, my, yas!
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| Don’t you hit that chick, that’s my broad
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| Where’d you get that stuff at?
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| Why, I’ll knock you to your knees, what?
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| Put this cat out of here, what?
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| Get rid of that pistol, get rid of that pistol
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| Yeah, get rid of it, yas, yeah
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| That’s what I’m talkin' about, ha, ha
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| Now it’s really ready
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| No, baby, not now, I can’t come over there right now
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| Yeah, let’s do it!
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| The joint is jumpin'
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| It’s really jumpin'
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| Every Mose is on his toes
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| I mean this joint is jumpin'
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| Uh, oh, no time for talkin'
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| This place is walkin', yes
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| Get your jug and cut the rug
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| I think the joint is jumpin'
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| Listen
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| Get your pig feet, bread and gin
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| There’s plenty in the kitchen
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| Who is that that just came in?
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| Just look at the way he’s switchin'
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| Aw, mercy, don’t mind the hour
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| I’m in power, I’ve got bail if we go to jail
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| I mean this joint is jumpin'
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| Don’t give your right name, no, no, no, no |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Joint In Jumpin', artist - Fats Waller. Album song Fats Waller - Maestro of Music Vol 2, in the genre Традиционный джаз