The Manhattan Transfer

We've been good friends so very long
Oh but now i'm feelin' something much more strong
You make me feel so good
When you move like you should
Ooh, what i'm thinking can't be wrong

I always knew that it was true
That there was rhythm deep inside of you
Now i can't wait no more
To get you on that floor
And that's not all that we can do

Chorus and background
Clap your hands (you got to clap your hands now) background repeats 4x
Clap your hands (you got to clap your hands)
Ooh, clap your hands, baby
Clap your hands

I see it in the way you dance
That you are looking, looking for romance
I'll give you such a thrill, you'll never get your fill
If you just give me half a chance

Repeat chorus and background

You got to clap your hands now,
You got to clap your hands
(repeat)
Oooh, ooh, oh yeah
You got to clap your hands now,
You got to clap your hands

Repeat chorus and background to fade

Candy
I call my sugar candy
Because i'm sweet on candy
And candy's sweet on me

She understands me
My understanding candy
And candy's always handy
When i need sympathy

You wish that there were four of her
So i could love much more of her
She has taken your complete heart
Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheart

Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day i take my candy
And make her mine, all mine

Candy
I call my sugar candy
Because i'm sweet, so sweet on candy
And candy's sweet on me

You wish that there were four of him
Oh how i could love much more of him
He has taken your complete heart
You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheart

Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day i take my candy
Gee how the sun will shine

On the day my candy
On the day my candy
On the day my candy's mine

3 am
Nowhere else to go
It's 3 am and i miss you so
Couples are departing soon they'll all be gone
Now another day is starting
Still i linger on with

Blue champagne
Purple shadows and blue champagne
With the echoes that still remain
I keep a blue rendezvous

Bubbles rise
Like a fountain before my eyes
And they suddenly crystallize
To form a vision of you

All the plans we started, all the songs we sang
Each little dream we knew
Seems to overtake me
Like a boomerang
Blue is the sparkle, gone is the tang

It's your refrain,
Keeps returning, as i remain
With all the memories and blue champagne
To toast the dream that was you
I'm bluer than blue champagne

I love coffee, i love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup (boy!)

I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops mr. moto, i'm a coffee pot
Shoot the pot and i'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup

Oh slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
And i'll cut a rug just snug in a jug
A sliced up onion and a raw one
Draw one -
Waiter, waiter, percolator

I love coffee, i love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup

Boston bean (soy beans)
Green bean (cabbage and greens)
I'm not keen about a bean
Unless it is a chili chili bean (boy!)

I love java sweet and hot
Whoops mr. moto i'm a coffee pot (yeah)
Shoot me the pot and i'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup (yeah)

Slip me a slug of the wonderful mug
'an i'll cut a rug just as snug in a jug
Drop a nickel in the pot joe
Takin' it slow
Waiter, waiter, percolator

I love coffee, i love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, boy!

Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop

Way down south, in birmingham
I mean south, in alabam'
There's a place
Where people go to dance the night away

It's a junction
Where the town folk meet
At each function in their best they'll greet you

Sax solo

Scat solo

Way down south, in birmingham
I mean south, in alabam'
That old place

Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop
Boop bop, boop bop

Way down south, in birmingham
I mean south, in alabam'
'ans old place
Where people go to dance the night away
They all drive or walk for miles
To get blues - that southern style,
So blue - it'll make you want to dance the night away
Tuxedo junction - where i want to be

Spoken: folks i'm mellow as a honeydew! (oh yeah, yeah)

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
On man he's high
The cats higher than a kite

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
I said that cat is high
Yes he's high
Man he's higher than a kite

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
You know i wouldn't lie
That cat is higher than a kite

Boys he's high
Oh look at them two black eyes
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky

When you see him tippin'
Round and round the block
Oh you know that cat he's very beat
Hip clean down to his socks

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
Yeah!

Instrumental

Scat section...ends with "shoot some liquor to me john boy!"

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
Yes he's high
My oh my
The cat's higher than a kite

He's high (that cat is high)
So high (that cat is high)
My my (oh man he's high)
He's high (he's high)

He's high (that cat is high)
So high (that cat is high)
My my (oh man he's high)

Spoken:
I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan!
Well i know that cat is high!
Hee hee -- yeah!
That's right!