All Aboard for Broadway - Cynthia Ferrer & Natalie Bradshaw

I had a dream, that I was Van Gogh Living like a vandal In my tiny castle I painted portraits of a morning Coffee with my Lord He's still missing his girl, Mary Ooh, we're talking dirty now I like it when we move like that Ooh, we're shaping little lies On the tips of our tongues Where 're you at? Where 're you at? She fancied herself, a rainbow Coming out that swamp, slow Her head up in the cosmos She's got 'em absinthe eyes I told you She's trying to break that mold, fool I need a little strange fruit Ooh, we're talking dirty now I like it when we move like that Ooh, we're shaping little lies On the tips of our tongues Where 're you at? Where 're you at? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) where 're you at? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) where 're you at? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) where 're you at? (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) where 're you at? I drink the blues with my bourbon Jimmy Reed's a-sermon Little rain a-thundering I stood up and started singing I got all this feeling I'm swinging from the ceiling

Sipping Mint Julep rocking in my rocking chair Waiting for the sunrise, waiting for the sun to go down Sipping Mint Julep, Archibald you get out at there Waiting for my baby, waiting for that baby of mine. Sipping Mint Julep, Kinou she's looking fine Telephone is ringing, got to go and look it around. George and Paul and John and Luke and Bob and Ted and Moses Want to come for dinner but the dogs are in the roses Marylou is coming but that woman is kinda nosy Gonna sing and do our thing and dance the tipsy toesy.