джаз, Музыка Для Работы, Спокойный джаз, Jazz Saxophone The King of the Avenue

Put on your coat and grab your hat
I’m telling you exactly where it’s at
The sidewalk is my personal red carpet
And I am just getting started
The neon lights are bowing down to me
I’m exactly where I want to be

I’m the King of the Avenue
Walking tall with a bird’s eye view
The traffic stops when I snap my thumb
Just listen to the city drum
I’ve got the world on a silver string
And I’m ready to make the register ring
Make way, I’m coming through
The King of the Avenue!

I tipped the doorman a twenty-dollar bill
Just to show I’ve got the strength of will
The skyscrapers scrape the clouds above
But they ain't got nothing on my love
For this concrete jungle, this crazy place
I’m running first in the human race

Some people say I’m dreaming too big
But baby, I’m just digging the gig
Top of the heap, cream of the crop
And I am never gonna stop!

I’ve got the world on a silver string
Make way, I’m coming through
The King of the Avenue!
Yeah!