The Honeydripper (Part 1)

Boy!
The Honeydripper
He’s a killer
The Honeydripper
Salt, sweet, hot
He’s a solid gold cat
But really
A mellow hip fat
He jumps
And swings
He riffs
And rides
He gimps
And jumps
He’s the height
Of jive
So dig that cat
And jump for joy
You dig that lick
You dig that beat
You get knocked out
RIght on your feet
One, two, three, four, five, six
That cat can jam or riff or swing a hot lick
Boy, he sure does jump for joy!
He’s a killer
A Harlem driller
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He’s a riffer
The Honeydripper
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Swing it on, swing it on
Swing it on out there
Swing it on, swing it on
Swing it on out there
Swing it on, swing it on
Swing it on out there
Swing it on, swing it on
Swing it on out there