Well, he was the sax man from the State of Tennessee
First set in with the band at the ripe old age of three
We told
And when he blew into that horn
All the people gathered 'round
Club manager jumped right up and said
"Boy I gotta have that sound!"
Scream "hallelujah lord!"
I said the sax man's got my soul
Everybody gotta move their feet
When the sax man started to blow
Now blow it sax man!
Mmm'kay he's a little shy
But his genius cannot hide
Cause when the sax man starts to win
He gonna take you on a ride
Take it sax man!
Ow! Take it sax man!
Okay he'll be right with you folks!
All right, sax man, that's my fault
I put you on the spot
But now you're all warmed up
And this-a next one's gonna be hot
Kick it sax man! (c'mon!)
(What the fuck are you doing!!)
Haha, okay! Why don't we have a little inspiration now
You know this game, sax man!
Repeat after me
Here we go, and
Shibbidy bop bop, buda bop bah
Dip dip di-dip, dip dip di-dip dip
Arrip da di-dip, bop ba-doo-doo day-day
Fuckin play somethin sax man!
Okay, movin' on!
Sax man!
Sax man!
