I hear music. Mighty fine music. The murmur of a morning breeze up there. The rattle of the milkman on the stair. Sure that's music. Mighty fine music. The singing of a sparrow in the sky. The
Six string music. By jimmy buffett, G. E. Smith. 1994. Turn off the T. V. Turn off the *. Kick off your high heels. Climb up in my lap. . Chorus. And I'll play music. A song from me
Ev'rybody bogey, a-dig that bogey beat,. Man, that bogey rhythm smells so clean and sweet. Ev'rybody bogey, bogey on to the street,. Oh, without bogey music my life is incomplete,. Without bogey
There never was a night so beautiful. As this night here with you under the stars. No music ever was so danceable. No one as romanceable, as you are There never was a night so beautiful. It seems