You ain't no Charlie Bird man.
This is the worst jazz I ever heard, man.
Trying to come on like John Coltrane.
You're a white stain on black name.
Like bad jazz, Cheese on a hot day.
East 17, Vanilla Ice, that ain't nice!
You ain't pop popular, man.
Pop world's like an old empty molasses can.
Twenty white kids kicking 'round a basketball court

Bad jazz, like cheese on a hip hop day, bad jazz.
You ain't no Charlie nothin' man.
You're more like Charlie Brown, man.
That's all white right, right, white, right, man.
Like forty-one and that ain't white light.

Bad jazz, bad ass jazz
B A D J A Z Z Z Top. Viva Las Vegas*
What the hell's that?
That's right, bad jazz, right white man.
Mmm Yeah.

I ain't no Brooklyn queen
but at least I ain't Heaven 17*
I don't talk like that man.
I'm white, right, white, right, light white man, yeah.

Bad jazz Bad jazz.
You ain't no Charlie Bird, man.
This is the worst jazz I ever heard, man.
Trying to come on like John Coltrane.
You're more like Audrey Middleton, man. (?)


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