Gotta wake up wake up man
It's a casual Friday night
I hit the bar and I call my guy
Don't hold back draw the line
Well of course I'm gonna get too high
You never plan on the odd cocaine
He's pouring his heart again
The hours all move too fast
But god damn I want this to last
Cause they all talk jazz...
Gotta wake up wake up man
Hey I'm just walking on that snow
Destination no one knows
Gotta hit the morning light
Cause everybody's born in the wrong time
She says she wonders how I've been
Well I'm in love with a working class queen
I must admit she looks quite groovy
But the book's always better than the movie
And they all talk jazz
They all talk jazz
They all talk jazz tonight
Comes the end of the Friday night
Don't know where I'm at but I'm feeling fine
Do you think we could get another line
Oh I can't sleep cause I'm way too high
I don't know what they're saying there
But I'd lie if I said I cared
The hours all moved too fast
I swear that this time was the last
And they all talk jazz
They all talk jazz
They all talk jazz tonight