(Paolo Conte)
Two notes and the chorus
he was already in the skin of those two
her body sent African flushes
he looked like a crocodile
the saxes pushed deeply
like gregarious cyclists on the run
and the song went on
more and more sunk in the air.
Those two continued
from her rose the stench of colonials arriving to him like one of those old-time grocery stores that kept their doors open for spring. Boogie Woogie Boogie Woogie Someone nearby she began
to sneeze
the fan hummed immensely
from the exhausted ceiling
the hypnotized saxes
from her movements spread
noises of rubber and paint
br/>from him in leather.
The lights flashed on the Pekingese face
of the cashier who smoked menthol
others sneezed without malice
and the songs went elegant
l The orchestra was off, taking off.
Boogie Woogie
Boogie Woogie
The musicians one with the ceiling
and the floor
only the drummer in the shadows
/>he looked with evil looks
those two were dancing well
a new cashier replaced the first one
this one had the eyes of a wolf
and was chewing Alaskan sweets.
That music continued
it was a song that said and didn't say
the orchestra swayed
like a palm tree in front of a venerated sea
those two knew by heart
where they wanted to get to .
Boogie Woogie
Boogie Woogie
A fifth character
hesitated before sneezing
then took refuge in nothingness
it was an adult world
yes made mistakes by professionals.
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Boogie Woogie

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