He’s a straight ahead cat he’s where its at
Blows his horn sounds so cool
Plays downtown in the funky bars
Rides the twelve like he wrote the rule
Had hard times learned all the rhymes
Tried goin straight, way too late
Got hooked on Jazz, thinks its really a gas
Barely makes the rent but its his fate
Finally found a gal that understands his tune
Plays for her in an empty room
To her Hes a star and goin far
Gaze into each others eyes & then he’ll croon
I’m a straight ahead cat, you know where I’m at
I’ll swing the blues and leave no clues
Make you smile old fashioned style
Swing it hard and break the rules Now Swing it!
Oh Swing it Ooh Swing it Beeboppin Baby now Swing it
He’s a straight ahead cat & what’s cool is that
Pounds the keys; sounds so cool
Lives downtown in a one room flat
Takes lunch wearin his café hat
A brown beret if you please
He smiles at everyone with ease
A straight ahead cat who knows the groove
Digs the riffs that make you move
Finally found a gal who understands his tune
Plays for her in a packed out room
To her Hes a star and goin far
They gaze into each others eyes & then he’ll croon
