CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Ebony Rhapsody
There's music down in Martinique isle
It's got any men you had beat a mile
A low down quality
They call it ebony rhapsody
Instead of playing music like you do
They supply a little practical voodoo
They keep swingin' while they're singin'
Ebony rhapsody
It's got those licks, it's got those tricks
That Mister Litz would never recognize
It's got that beat, that tropic heat
You shake until you make the old thermometer rise
Oh Lordy, yes, they wear bandannas
Go to market singing tired Hosannas
Swaying to that ebony rhapsody
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It's got any men you had beat a mile
A low down quality
They call it ebony rhapsody
Instead of playing music like you do
They supply a little practical voodoo
They keep swingin' while they're singin'
Ebony rhapsody
It's got those licks, it's got those tricks
That Mister Litz would never recognize
It's got that beat, that tropic heat
You shake until you make the old thermometer rise
Oh Lordy, yes, they wear bandannas
Go to market singing tired Hosannas
Swaying to that ebony rhapsody
[Instrumental]
