Just last weekend, while Darlene and I were enjoying another tasty breakfast at The Siding Cafe on 7th Ave SW (near The Hyatt), I noticed that some great slinky jazz was playing. I always wonder whether the music is just someone's CD(s) or a satellite radio station of a particular genre. I heard some Sinatra, Krall, Connick and the like. Then I heard a song I hadn't heard before. What struck me were the lyrics, nothing too bizarre if you're not really paying attention, but if you are - these were some naughty lyrics - yo! Sample:
Yes your eyes are lighted windows, there's a party goin on inside
When you look me over baby, makes my face turn cherry red
Your mouth's a roller coaster, baby I wanna take a ride
Let me buy a ticket, let me slip and slide
This is no doubt a song from the swingin' 60's, before
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