Jam

Hey man what’s up?
Got jammed up in a traffic jam
Can’t imagine where I am
Nervous like I’m on the lamb
No ac…. puddle of sweat under my can
Man if I can
I gotta get outta this jam
Picked up my new axe
Going to a jam
Scooped up Kenny and his sax
Gotta scram
Studio time booked
bring the rest of the band
This drummer can really cook
I’m like his biggest fan
I just hope we don’t get caught in another jam
I’m must be goin mad
Shirt stained with jam
Ate too much cheese
Stomach jammed
Feet stinking from toe jam
Kenny getting queasy like the Shah of Iran
AM Radio jamming Sam the Sham And the Pharaoh’s
Kenny running his lip like Clarence Darrow
Labor Day Trini’s digging Mighty Sparrow
With accents thick as Karo
Rasta man friend just out of the can
Needs a job and money
For going back to Jam----aica
Favorite Dizzy tune Manteca
Daughter freaking for a movie, I can’t take her
13…. dressed up like Josephine Baker
hungry grabbed a bowl of Quaker---oats
Swigged on Kenny’s soda left some boats
Raining cats and dogs where’s my Totes
Jeez it’s even pouring in my rain coat
Better use my Nokia
Collect call to Tokyo
If this rhyme ain’t stokin ya
And my Jimmy ain’t pokin ya
Then I must be jokin ya
My wheels and words are Spoken ya
Baby girl let me put ya through the paces
My Strat and Tele a pair of aces
Like twin Baretta’s in their cases
Alien abductions without traces
Fountain Avenues got the races|
Who knew you could do
True blue ingénue
Sweet switching mama none like you
Ditch that fool and bring your jewels
My crew flew Jimmy Chu shoes in for you
New York news views a new flu
NYU blew the clues
Media managing like Felipe Alou
That’s what I am
A man with a plan
Stuck in a traffic jam

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