Blow Top Blues

Blow Top Blues - Lionel Hampton

I've got bad news baby

And you're the first to know

Yes I've got bad news baby and you're the first to know

I discovered this mornin'

That my top is about to go

I've been rockin' on my feet

And talkin' all out of my head

Yes I've been rockin' on my feet

And talkin' all out of my head

Yes and when I get through talkin'

Can't remember a thing I said

Used to be a sharpie always dressed in the latest styles

Now I'm walkin' down Broadway wearin' nothin' but a smile

I see all kinds o' little men

Although they're never there

I try to push the A trail and put whisky in my hair

I'm a girl you can't excuse

I've got those blow top blues

Last night I was five feet tall

Today I'm eight feet ten

And every time I fall down stairs I float right up again

When someone turned the lights on me

It like to drove me blind

I woke up in Belle Vue

But I left my mind behind

I'm a gal who blew a fuse

I've got those blow top blues