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Jazz Hands for James Video (MV)




Performed By: Pompeii Graffiti
Length: 3:29
Written by: Ahren Buchheister




Pompeii Graffiti - Jazz Hands for James Lyrics




Uzy's got jazz hands for James
When she's back in town it's as if nothing's changed
Her smile never faded
Nor mystique abated
She still has jazz hands for James

He puts on his favorite suit
And goes out to sing the blues
His love never faded
His urges not sated
She's a tempestuous muse

Suzy q
What do you do
To these boys
Run them round
Drive them wild
Theyre not your toys

These playthings to you
Are sentient beings
The artistic type
Always riddled with feelings
For girls way out of their league

She's got tricks up her sleeve
When you get sucked in
Don't come crying to me
She's a person, a place, a thing you can't taste
An odorless poison
Her lips soft and moistened
Your lymph nodes are swollen
Don't listen to sirens
Calling and wailing
On the horizon

She's his number one fan
And she'll f*ck with his head like no one else can
In her devilish grin
He knows he can't win
Still he'll try
Oh he'll try
The best that he can
Suzy's got jazz hands
Suzy's got jazz hands
Suzy's got jazz hands
For James
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Uzy's got jazz hands for James
When she's back in town it's as if nothing's changed
Her smile never faded
Nor mystique abated
She still has jazz hands for James

He puts on his favorite suit
And goes out to sing the blues
His love never faded
His urges not sated
She's a tempestuous muse

Suzy q
What do you do
To these boys
Run them round
Drive them wild
Theyre not your toys

These playthings to you
Are sentient beings
The artistic type
Always riddled with feelings
For girls way out of their league

She's got tricks up her sleeve
When you get sucked in
Don't come crying to me
She's a person, a place, a thing you can't taste
An odorless poison
Her lips soft and moistened
Your lymph nodes are swollen
Don't listen to sirens
Calling and wailing
On the horizon

She's his number one fan
And she'll f*ck with his head like no one else can
In her devilish grin
He knows he can't win
Still he'll try
Oh he'll try
The best that he can
Suzy's got jazz hands
Suzy's got jazz hands
Suzy's got jazz hands
For James
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Writer: Ahren Buchheister
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