She mesmerizes with a smile
Dark eyes as compelling as the bourbon
That girl in the canary yellow dress
Says yes

She flips a pack of cigarettes
He doesn´t smoke, but he takes one nonetheless
It helps to keep his motives true, the girl was blue
What else is the poor boy supposed to do

She bounces like a flame, clothes on her
Eyes closed
Yellow dress
Runs and swirls

It´s late, the hour´s growing horns
The band seems to draw her ever closer
This girl gets right down in the groove, grooves a move
Leads him out to where they play the blues

She dances like a flame

Has no cares, yellow-dressed flame
Eyes closed, clouds above
She shakes pearls and snakes

Too late in this folie a troix
He sees that the heart is pounding for
Big daddy who falls down to his knees, begging her please
Lifts his sax, says "here´s my little tease"

Her dancing sets the place on fire
Heaven and hell
The flames come up his spine
As she shakes pearls and snakes