Young girl, it's useless for you
To try to win me over with your ways
You must not forget that I come from jazz
And you are old music to me
If your goal is to hit me
Rest assured that the heart
You've already hit it
But if I were you
I would doubt a guy like me
Because playing in the moonlight, I would betray you

Every thing you move of your fragile body
My fingers on the bass caress you
But your sensual ways
They make me a little bad
They tell me you won't always be like this
And I am a jazz man I already know the truth
But you can't understand, so it's useless that
You tempt me again, I won't give in
Even if I'm crazy about you

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