Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Offbeat of Avenues , by - Manhattan Transfer. Release date: 12.08.1991
Song language: English
The Offbeat of Avenues |
| Big blues in the city, trailin’the |
| main stroll (a kitty) |
| Cup o’joe, get witty. |
| At Deuce’s |
| Cafe, it’s the mostest hideaway |
| Mez muggles Flip Zooty Flim |
| Plant you now solid, |
| dig you later Slim |
| First you crawl then you walk, |
| scat then you talk |
| Hear the cool, feel the heat of the |
| Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues |
| Help me, he blew his wig |
| (Lay it on) |
| He plays gutbucket doghouse dig |
| (Chick is hot) |
| For the hide-beater on the stand |
| (Really gone) |
| Hear that Gabriel’s growl |
| Break it up, beat it out |
| This canary has got a frame |
| (She can chirp) |
| And some high-jiver |
| knows her name |
| (Digs his vine) |
| Cats all friskin’their |
| whiskers… Ow |
| (Jam is on pops) |
| I collar all jive, give me five |
| (Now you dig, alive) |
| So I know you’re alive |
| In the dim you’ve arrived |
| Cruel lips, whisper baby |
| Pulse of the neon, she’s crazy |
| Smokin’eyes, get hazy |
| Like beauty to beast, |
| You’re the most to say the least |
| (Do you have any) Monk, |
| Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez? |
| Let’s cut some rug gate these skins |
| are a mess |
| First you crawl then you walk, |
| scat then you talk |
| It’s nirvana, it’s attitude |
| Rhythm of the offbeat of avenues |
| Help me, he blew his wig |
| (Lay it on) |
| He plays gutbucket doghouse dig |
| (Chick is hot) |
| For the hide-beater on the stand |
| (Really gone) |
| Hear that Gabriel’s growl |
| Break it up, beat it out |
| This canary has got a frame |
| (She can chirp) |
| And some high-jiver |
| knows her name |
| (Digs his vine) |
| Cats all friskin’their |
| whiskers… Ow |
| (Jam is on pops) |
| I collar all jive, give me five |
| (Now you dig, alive) |
| So I know you’re alive |
| (Bouyoot |
| Two finger-like lickin'… |
| This cat, is hot friskin'… |
| The jam is on now) |
| First you crawl then you walk |
| (Man she’s a blip) |
| Scat then you talk |
| (Ofay plays hip) |
| Comp… |
| Rest… |
| Rhythm of the off beat… |
| (Wacky Interlude) |
| Help me, he blew his wig |
| (Lay it on) |
| He plays gutbucket doghouse dig |
| (Chick is hot) |
| For the hide-beater on the stand |
| (Really gone) |
| Hear that Gabriel’s growl |
| Break it up, beat it out |
| This canary has got a frame |
| (She can chirp) |
| And some high-jiver |
| knows her name |
| (Digs his vine) |
| Cats all friskin’their |
| whiskers… Ow |
| (Jam is on pops) |
| I collar all jive, give me five |
| (Now you dig, alive) |
| So I know you’re alive |
| (Repeat and fade) |