The Manhattan Transfer Album

Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop

Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
There's a place
Where people go to dance the night away

It's a junction
Where the town folk meet
At each function in their best they'll greet you

Sax solo

Scat solo

Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
That old place

Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop

Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
'Ans old place
Where people go to dance the night away
They all drive or walk for miles
To get blues - that southern style,
So blue - it'll make you want to dance the night away
Tuxedo Junction - where I want to be

Sweet Talking GuyTalking sweet kinda liesDon't you believe in him, if you do he'll make you cryHe'll send you flowersAnd paint the town with another girlHe's a sweet talking guy (Sweet talking guy)But he hasn't got a dime (Sweet talking guy)
Sweeter than sugar (oooh, ooh)Kisses like wine (Oh he's so fine)Don't let him under your skin, 'cause you'll never winDon't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his wayHe's a sweet talking guy (Sweet talking guy)But he hasn't got a dime
Why do I love him like I do?

Sweet sweet, sweet talking guyHe's a sweet talking (sweet talking)sweet talking (sweet talking)guy
Stay away from him (sweet sweet, sweet talking guy)'cause you know you'll never win(what's the use of trying) Don't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his way,He's a sweet talking (sweet talking)Sweet talking (sweet talking)Guy
Round of verses and backgrounds blended to fade out

Operator
Give me information
Information
Give me long distance
Long distance
Give me heaven...

(Two, three)
Operator
Information
Give me Jesus on the line
Operator
Information
I'd like to speak to a friend of mine
Oh prayer is the number
Faith is the exchange
Heaven is the street
And Jesus is his name
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line

Operator
Information
Won't you tell me why
Tell me why
Operator
Information
Don't try to tell me
What number to call
My mother used this number
When I was very small
And everytime she dialed it
She always got 't call the
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line

Operator
Information
Please hurry if you can
Oh Operator
Information
Please connect me
With the man
Don't worry 'bout the money
You know I will pay the charge
Just give me on the line
I'm callin' from my heart
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line
Please give me Jesus on the line

Won't you please -
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus on the line

Yeah!

Candy
I call my sugar Candy
Because I'm sweet on Candy
and Candy's sweet on me

She understands me
My understanding Candy
And Candy's always handy
When I need sympathy

You wish that there were four of her
So I could love much more of her
She has taken your complete heart
Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheart

Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day I take my Candy
And make her mine, all mine

Candy
I call my sugar Candy
Because I'm sweet, so sweet on Candy
And Candy's sweet on me

You wish that there were four of him
Oh how I could love much more of him
He has taken your complete heart
You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheart

Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day I take my candy
Gee how the sun will shine

On the day my Candy
On the day my Candy
On the day my Candy's mine

Gloria
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
But she's not in love with me

Can't you see
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
But she's not in love with me

And maybe (maybe)
She'll want me (want me)
But who am I to know (who am I to know)
And maybe (ooh, maybe)
She'll want me (ooh, want me)
But who am I to know (who am I to know)
Oh---

Gloria (Gloria)
It's not Marie
Gloria (Gloria)
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
'Cause she's not in love with me

Gloria!

We've been good friends so very long
Oh but now I'm feelin' something much more strong
You make me feel so good
When you move like you should
Ooh, what I'm thinking can't be wrong

I always knew that it was true
That there was rhythm deep inside of you
Now I can't wait no more
To get you on that floor
And that's not all that we can do

CHORUS AND BACKGROUND
Clap your hands (You got to clap your hands now) Background repeats 4x
Clap your hands (You got to clap your hands)
Ooh, clap your hands, baby
Clap your hands

I see it in the way you dance
That you are looking, looking for romance
I'll give you such a thrill, you'll never get your fill
If you just give me half a chance

Repeat Chorus and background

You got to clap your hands now,
You got to clap your hands
(repeat)
Oooh, ooh, oh yeah
You got to clap your hands now,
You got to clap your hands

Repeat Chorus and background to fade

Spoken: Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew! (Oh yeah, yeah)

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
On man he's high
The cats higher than a kite

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
I said that cat is high
Yes he's high
Man he's higher than a kite

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
You know I wouldn't lie
That cat is higher than a kite

Boys he's high
Oh look at them two black eyes
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky

When you see him tippin'
Round and round the block
Oh you know that cat he's very beat
Hip clean down to his socks

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
Yeah!

Instrumental

Scat section...ends with "Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
Yes he's high
My oh my
The cat's higher than a kite

He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
He's high (He's high)

He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)

Spoken:
I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan!
Well I know that cat is high!
Hee hee -- yeah!
That's right!

Though you say we're through I'll always love you
You know you can depend on me
If you need a friend, I'm yours until the end
You know you can count on me
I wish you success and loads of happiness
But I must confess
I'll be lonely, I'll be lonely, I'll be lonely
If someone you've met has made you forget
You know you can count on me

(Sax solo)

Tim's solo:
Hey dig it, baby you got all me
Oh anytime you're feelin low n' love's got you moanin' low
You're sittin' with your bottle lookin' out the window
Pretty baby listen to me
I wanna tell you how I feel about you baby
How you got a way of sendin' me a reelin' from the top a' to the bottom
If I gotta naggy hokey way of feelin' poke me, poke me once again
We could do right, cookin' up a little rhythm
Move it jus' right and I'll show ya what you missed
Give it up, give it up, give up your love to me
An' I'll motivate, n' motivate n' motivate, n' motivate an' motivate
Along an' drive your blues away ----

Janis' solo:
Oh pretty baby I can dig what you been sayin'
What you been puttin' down makes my heart go aroun'
It's sweet music to my ear
But my dear I feel my heart's been broken all the time,
I just can't stop from thinkin 'bout the past, hurt from the last,
It can hurt you for a long long time
But you sweet talkin' man, you move me with your jive
Lord you make me feel like I'm alive again,
The moment that I look into your eyes so brown
Sweetheart I can't believe that the love bug's bit me
But I believe it, get I believe it, get I believe it,
It's really really 2 true love!

Baby am I talkin to ya, don't you know I'm really gonna be true t' ya
(Scat singing)
Take me now, you don't know I can't resist when you're talkin'
Ooo wee ooo wee ooo ooo wee ooo wee I'm as crazy as a monkey in a tree
(Scat singing)
Shashay down where we can be alone when the timin' and the mood is right
Baby divine,I'm feelin so fine a little lovin' hasn't come along in a long long time
Its love so fine, it's divine, (scat vocals) one more time!

(Sax solo)

Baby divine,I'm feelin so fine a little lovin' hasn't come along in a long long time
So divine, love so fine, (Scat vocals) one more time!!

3 AM
Nowhere else to go
It's 3 AM and I miss you so
Couples are departing soon they'll all be gone
Now another day is starting
Still I linger on with

Blue Champagne
Purple shadows and blue champagne
With the echoes that still remain
I keep a blue rendezvous

Bubbles rise
Like a fountain before my eyes
And they suddenly crystallize
To form a vision of you

All the plans we started, all the songs we sang
Each little dream we knew
Seems to overtake me
Like a boomerang
Blue is the sparkle, gone is the tang

It's your refrain,
Keeps returning, as I remain
With all the memories and blue champagne
To toast the dream that was you
I'm bluer than blue champagne

I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup (Ah!)

I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops, Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot
Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup

Oh, slip me a slug from that wonderful mug
And I'll cut a rug, 'till I'm snug in a jug
A slice of onion and-a draw one
Draw one -
(Waiter, waiter, percolator)

I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup (Ah!)

Boston bean (soy beans)
I said, them little itty bitty green beans (cabbage and greens)
I'm not keen about a bean
Unless it is a chilly chili bean (Talk it boy!)

I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops, Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot (yeah)
Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup (yeah)

Slip me a slug of that wonderful mug
And I'll cut a rug that's snug in a jug
Drop your nickel in my pot, Joe
Takin' it slow
Waiter, waiter, percolator

I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, boy!

There's music in the streets
And music in the air
A little ol' soul beat
Dancin everywhere
I would tell the whole world
I'd tell 'em if I could
To add a little song into each life
And make it finger poppin' good

Whoa, whoa
Oh pardon me but you could use it
We're gonna make a little music
You got soul now don't you lose it
We're gonna make a little music
Everything's gonna be mellow
We would just sing it occapella
Everything's gonna be mellow
Listen while we sing it occapella

Whoa, whoa
(Vocal breakdown)

Repeat from top, fade out at the end

You're my heart's desire, You're my hearts desire--

You are
My heart's desire (hearts desire)
You set my soul on fire (soul on fire)
When your lips are close to mine
You'll find --
That you're my hearts desire (you're my hearts desire, you're my hearts desire)

Oh--
No other love could be (love could be)
As sweet as yours to me (yours to me)
Oh my darling, oh can't you plainly see
That you're my hearts desire

No other dream could replace
That lonely and cold empty space
And fill my heart with a love
For it's you I'm dreaming of...

There's one thing I know (baby I know)
I know that wherever, wherever, wherever you may go (you may go)
Oh honey I'll forever keep on loving and wanting you so
'Cause you're my hearts desire
You are my heart's desire