Smoldering male jazz vocals with bluesy overtones. Sexy lyrics tell the story of a guy pursuing the object of his affections; a beautiful woman in suggestive dress. Tight jazz combo backing.
Track details
| Track ID number: | 11711 |
|---|---|
| Genres: | Vocal Jazz music - royalty free jazz with vocals -- Vocal Blues / Southern -- Blues & Southern Rock |
| Moods/Emotions: | Strong / Confident / Tough -- Cool / Funky / Strutting -- Sexy / Flirtatious / Erotic |
| Suggested Production Types: | Comedy / Sitcom / Dramedy -- Historical / Retro: 1970's -- Historical / Retro: 1960's -- Lounge / Cafe / Lobby / Bar |
| Prominent Instruments: | Bass (Upright/Acoustic) -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Piano (Acoustic) -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics |
| Keywords / Hints: | jazz, blues, vocal jazz |
| Tempo feel: | Slow |
| Tempo Beats Per Minute: | 102 |
| Artist: | Buddy Moncrief |
| Composer: | Buddy Moncrief (BMI) |
| Publisher: | Acoustic SwaneeLand (BMI) |
| SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): | Buddy Moncrief |
| PRO / Non-PRO Track? | PRO (What's this?) |
| WAV file bit depth: | CD-quality / 16-bit (What's this?) |
| Stem files available for this track: | No |
| Lyrics: | I can spot your silky peek-a-boo From a mile or two You’re a thief in high heels You make all the boys hoot and caterwaul Yeah I’m bound to fall I want to know how it feels Oh you’re a bad girl In a very good way You get the gist of it Come on and love me a bit You’re like a boxer With a lights-out left hook It connected and shook me And I’m feelin hit You’re hotness sends up rising steam Gonna have me a dream While the dreaming is good I’ll find your sweet spot if you let me look Yeah we’re starting to cook Checking under the hood Oh you bad girl In all the right ways You get the gist of it Come on and love me a bit You’re like a Mack truck Running wild on the street From my head to my feet Baby I’m feeling, feeling fit You’ll work just fine in my fantasy I can guarantee You’re always running on time So make me a promise that you’ll stick around For another round And another rhyme Oh you bad girl In all the right ways You get the gist of it Come on and love me a bit You’re like Babe Ruth Swinging for the fence You clubbed by common sense Baby I’m feelin’, feelin’ hit |
| Album containing this track: | (None) |
Buddy Moncrief
Somewhere out on New Route 66, about 50 miles west of Sinatra and 75 miles east of Tom Waits, Swanson struts his swingin' and singin'. He loves Dave Frishberg songs and Johnny Walker in a tumbler. He'd like to hear Kurt Elling cover Stone Temple Pilots. Lonnie Johnson is God.
On his latest full-length release "We Can't Party Like We Used To" (2009 Acoustic SwaneeLand), Swanson pounds out 12 original vocal jazz cuts with a cool retro vibe. His bluesy vocals and tasty guitar licks remind of crooners past and present - Sinatra, Cole, John Pizzarelli come to mind - but his clever songwriting has a leaner, edgier feel to it that puts him squarely in the current century.