Line For Lyons

Listen to them play our song How they shock my poor brain with that electric refrain I hear a buzzin', just like a dozen doorbells Everytime I hear our song I get weak in the knees my heart pumps up a breeze Sending a stream to every extremity Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me The music's magic spell Leaves me a mess of quivering jelly Even on a violin How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones I must confess, it leaves me a mess, our song Parts of my anatomy are not controlled by me The music's magic spell Leaves me a mess of quivering jelly Even on a violin How those sweet dulcet tones pull marrow out of my bones I must confess, it leaves me a mess, our song does I love to hear our song cause It grooves me so our song