A tribute to my jazz muse... Philippe Saisse
words/melody - K. Legare
music - P. Saisse
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(They say that every piece of music speaks to you in its own way. When I heard “Land of the Flying Funk” by Philippe Saisse, this is what is said to me…check it out)
(verse 1)
Mama used to say, for every note you play
Find the perfect lyrical rhyme
Forget the spelling, when the music starts jelling
Just free your mind
You’re coming over me, a haunting melody
I can’t get you out of my head
There’s no fronting you, only the truth will do
I’m straight-up sweating you
(chorus)
So if you’ll be my music
I will be your song
And you can play me all night long
A tune I’ll never forget, dwee-don, dwee-don, dwee-don
A tune I’ll never forget dwee-don, dwee-don, dwee-don
(verse 2)
Hey babe, I know it might sound crazy
But I like what you’re doing to me
In the morning when the sun is dawning
I got what you need
I believe in love, sure as there’s a God above
But don’t believe in wasting my time
Life’s getting shorter and if it was a quarter
I already spent two dimes
(chorus)
(repeat verse 1)
(chorus)
You see I believe in music and in love
You know the kind that comes from up above
Da, da, da, dwe, da, do
Come on baby, sing it for me honey
(repeat verse 2)
Come on and play it for me baby
I want to sing it to you honey
Be my music, be music
Be my music, be music
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