The Young Demoiselle and the Older Dude

Baby hangs out with da JAZZ CAT from Biscayne Bay
She like ta hang ‘cause ‘e be bops ‘er BLUES away
She dig the culture, but, really, baby, she built fo’ speed
JAZZ CAT, he can move her, an’ baby, she know JUS’ wat he needs
He got it down, this older dude,
Ancient face, but ‘is licks are all BRAN’ NEW…
(an’ he knows it, too…dat dude ain’ no fool)

They made da scene now from South Beach to da Palisades
He play da keys while she dances wit’ a swing an’ a sway…
(she bop, she bop, whoa yeah)
Dey get around, da girl an’ he,
Stroll into da room an’ like, THRILL the maitre’d…
We’ve heard it before, it ain’ nothin’ new
A young demoiselle with an older dude

There’s some innuendo that the JAZZ CAT is a little too old…
He keep baby busy, younger tom cats seem ta leave ‘er so bored an’ so cold
An’ late at night when da maestro return,
She waits by da fire,
Wrapped up in a long sable fur
We’ve heard it befo’, but what can ya do?
Baby like ta hang wit’ de older dude,
A young demoiselle with an older dude

He gave ‘er the Beamer, an’ a diamond ring
Man, ya oughta see it when she SHAKE THAT THANG, yeah now,
Ain’t no question that these two are cool,
He tearin’ up da keyboard an’ she oilin’ his groove
When she turn the heat up, baby, HE EXUDES
(we talkin’ da pretty mademoiselle an’ da well season’d dude)
She got the moves, he got the groove…

Baby never worries wit’ da JAZZ CAT
Ain’ no need ta hurry wit’ da JAZZ CAT
It’s champagne in da moonlight wit’ da JAZZ CAT
Late nights an’ it’s all right wit’ da JAZZ CAT
An’ we’ve heard it before…
The pretty mademoiselle…an’ da MUCH OLDER dude