It's all based on speculation, seems a crazy occupation to me
'Cause nothing comes easy or it just comes free
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Come on, come on, come on
Some said she was saintly, to some she was a swinger
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
And I would've stopped to argue but my teeth were broke
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
Well, I haven't seen her lately, man I have to ring her
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
And it's one time keep it slow, wind them up and here we go
Some said she was saintly, to some she was a swinger
Well, I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she
Me, I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on
And maybe this is just the way it has to be
I learned it in the gutter one night coming home
I really didn't want to miss a single thing at all, oh sister
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Me, I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on
Me, I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
You got to stop once in a while and shake off that face of yours
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly, to some she was a swinger
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
And it's one time keep it slow, wind them up and here we go
And it's one time keep it slow, wind them up and here we go
And though I didn't much believe her I was bound to call
Put your hands together for the acid jazz singer, come on
Well, I cannot claim this advice as my own
You could sing it better if you'd sing it for me, oh sister
She said, "Don't you look ridiculous?", I checked her out meticulously
I said, "I'd love to contradict you but my life's a joke, oh sister"
