Cafe Lounge, Вечерний Джаз, Smooth Jazz Sax Instrumentals, new york jazz lounge Theater Alibi

I was at the theater, watching the show
At least that’s the story the jury will know
I kept my ticket, I bought a drink
I’ve had a whole lot of time to think

Every minute accounted for
From the opening act to the lobby door

I’ve got an alibi, solid as stone
I was in a crowd, I was never alone
You can check the timeline, trace the thread
But you’ll never prove the things you said

The detective glares from across the desk
Trying to make me confess to the mess
But I am calm, collected, and cool
I am no one’s victim, I am no one’s fool

I’ve got an alibi, solid as stone
I was in a crowd, I was never alone
You can check the timeline, trace the thread
But you’ll never prove the things you said

Check the ticket.
I wasn't there.