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Maurice White, Jon Lind, Nicky Brown & Brock Walsh Booker T's at the front door Saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no way they let us play, but then they might Fourteen years not a one day more, yeah Struttin' my stuff up and down the floor Haven't you heard this groove before? Chorus 1: Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay I'll never lose chicago blues Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay We tried to be cool, yeah Flat tops up stove-pipes down Finding out the good stuff You never gonna learn in school Comes easy in this part of town Letras de cancionesI brought my sticks, we're sittin' in, all night Better be quick, gotta hold on tight It's gonna be a real jam down delight Chorus 2: Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay I'll never lose chicago blues Send that drummer home and let me play (repeat) Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay Ba dee-ah ba dee-ah Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay From Letras Mania