Sweet & Low Down Lyrics

There's a cabaret in this city
I can recommend to you,
Peps you up like electricity
When the band is blowing blue!
They play nothing classical, no down there;
They play nothing else but the lowdown there!
If you need a tonic
And the need is chronic,
If your in a crisis,
My advice is;

Grab a cab and go down
Where the band is playin',
milk and honey flow down,
Everybody's sayin',
"Blow that sweet and lowdown!".

Busy as a beaver,
You're dancin' till you totter;
Sure to get the fever,
Nothin' could be hotter,
Then know that sweet and lowdown!
Philosopher and deacon,
You simply have to weaken!
Hear those shufflin' feet,
You can't keep your seat;
Professor, stop your beat!

Come on, get in it,
You'll love the syncopation!
The minute they begin it,
Shoutin' to the nation,
"Blow that sweet and lowdown!".
Philosopher and deacon,
You simply have to weaken!
Hear those shufflin' feet,
You can't keep your seat;
Professor!

Come on, get in it,
You'll love the syncopation!
The minute they begin it,
Shoutin' to the nation,
"Blow that sweet and lowdown!".