Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He'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
BY Buddy Feyne, William Johnson, Julian Dash & Erskine Hawkins Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Way down
to me People around just stop and stare as if they know the hurt I bear And suddenly I realize I'm in a helpless situation And I need some consolation
of nowhere comes this sound This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidal locomotion From a mystic unknown zone Hearin' the twilight Hearin' the twilight tone Unpretentious girl from
Music by Ray Charles - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks Ray's Rockhouse, that's my joint House of soul, git my point We don't care what's your blues Come in
(Dedicated to Angela from Alan) Music by Jay Graydon, David Foster & Bill Champlin Lyrics by Alan Paul Endless nights I'd play solitaire Imagining
000 light years from Birdland But I'm still preachin' the rhythm Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland An' I'm still teachin' it with 'em Years from
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! I love java sweet and hot, Whoops, Mister
us tight Can't you see I need that magic in my heart Instead of it tearing apart Diamonds shinin' in the night Lyin' soft and warm together Only images