Gypsy jazz, Fast tempo, organic, warm, nostalgic, vaudeville, broadway, show tunes, major, hot jazz, fun, quirky, playful, dixieland, Male vocals, lyrics, banjo, upright bass, violin, fiddle
Let me tell you all a story with my run in with the law/ I was once picked out for roudiness outside my favorite bar/ But before they could arest me, and ruin my good name/ I said come here kind policeman, and hear what I've to say/ I said "Hey Officer, can I make you an offer sir?"/ I'll sing a lovesong, dedicated to you/ Well anyone can tell, that this charge your duty as well/ so how 'bout I just charge a number dedicated to you/ Oh I do the little things, right here on the sidewalk, take your nightstick in my hands and show you how a pistol's got to be a sport/ you can put it in your report/ that I sang a lovesong dedicated to you/ what's that you say? this won't do?/ would you prefer a little blues/ Oh oh oh oh oh oh/ Hey officer, did you like my offer sir?/ When I sang a lovesong dedicated to you/ Don't tell me "no!"/ I saw you tapping your toes/ when I sang a lovesong dedicated to you/ I did the little things no lawman can resist/ don't suck up poor romance, take these handcuffs off my wrist/ Hey officer, why are you putting me in the car sir?/ Didn't like it when I sang a lovesong, dedicated to you/ (dialogue between singer and officer)