in some old diner
and for some reason
Ellington is at the counter
playing the piano
and Jimmy B
. he's there too
and we
you and me
are speaking in tune with their beat
.......and the heat
well it ain't from the kitchen...
but that's what happens
when you snuggle down
with Jazz on the brain
on a Winter's night
in Alabama
broken time speaks with a drawl
like your eyes speak to mine
in double time
on a winter's night in Alabama
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