Lyrics: Doug Fieger
Music: Djavan
My, my
Oh the feelin'
Of the sound
Precious and real and
Oh, that's nice
Whip up some steamin' jazz
The pot is on the stove
It's cooking
Want some more(Some more)
We always save some
Art nouveau
For special patrons
You look nice
Do you believe in jazz?
Kansas City to Brazil
It even gets you hot in your home(Home)
Kansas City to Brazil
I say blow your top
Blow your own
Ah-oh-ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip-hop never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Oh, c'est si bon
Ah-oh-ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip-hop never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Soul food to go
Yeah, yeah yeah
......
My, my
Oh the feelin'
Of the sound
Precious and real and
Oh, that's nice
Whip up some steamin' jazz
The pot is on the stove
It's cooking
Want some more
We always save some
Art nouveau
For special patrons
You look nice
Do you believe in jazz?
Kansas City to Brazil
It even gets you hot in your home(Home)
Kansas City to Brazil
I say blow your top
Blow your own
Ah-oh-ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip-hop never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Oh, c'est si bon
Ah-oh-ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip-hop never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Soul food to go
......
Yeah, yeah yeah
......