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This is one of the quickest I've done. I used drum and electric piano loops, then learned the chords and played them myself. Drum loops too and the guitar solos. Just a fun song about a fictional nightclub, though I have frequented some in the past with a similar 'feel'. Hope you like this 'cheeky little number' it should make you shimmy a little LOL.
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Lyrics
The Blue Flamingo
‘Blue Flamingo’ is the name of the place; once through the door you disappear with no trace,
Hopes are high coz the lights are low,
Eyes seem to follow you wherever you go.
You feel the rhythm, the pulsin’ rhythm,
It kinda’ holds you, and then enfolds you,
Blue-ue blue Flamingo, blue-ue Flamingo,
People on the dance floor swing and sway, beckon you to join them in their strange melee,
Twistin’ writhin’ like they’re in a trance,
That’s the way it gets you when you start to dance,
It’s so hypnotic and so erotic,
The way they’re movin’ looks so exotic,
Blue-ue, blue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
You’d swear the way yjey look that they were takin’ stuff,
Yet the beat’s the only thing they can’t get enough,
It drives ‘em crazy, their minds go hazy,
The way they dance you can’t call them lazy,
Blue-ue, blue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
Short Instrumental.
Dance on your own, nobody cares,
Shake-a-shake your booty or dance in pairs,
Have a nice drink to make you cool,
If that doesn’t work just jump in the pool,
Blue-ue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
The name of the place is ‘The Blue Flamingo’,
Swarming with people wherever you go,
So Hypnotic, So Erotic,, Everybody dancin’ it’s so erotic,
Ad Lib. To end
Maurice Vizard.
‘Blue Flamingo’ is the name of the place; once through the door you disappear with no trace,
Hopes are high coz the lights are low,
Eyes seem to follow you wherever you go.
You feel the rhythm, the pulsin’ rhythm,
It kinda’ holds you, and then enfolds you,
Blue-ue blue Flamingo, blue-ue Flamingo,
People on the dance floor swing and sway, beckon you to join them in their strange melee,
Twistin’ writhin’ like they’re in a trance,
That’s the way it gets you when you start to dance,
It’s so hypnotic and so erotic,
The way they’re movin’ looks so exotic,
Blue-ue, blue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
You’d swear the way yjey look that they were takin’ stuff,
Yet the beat’s the only thing they can’t get enough,
It drives ‘em crazy, their minds go hazy,
The way they dance you can’t call them lazy,
Blue-ue, blue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
Short Instrumental.
Dance on your own, nobody cares,
Shake-a-shake your booty or dance in pairs,
Have a nice drink to make you cool,
If that doesn’t work just jump in the pool,
Blue-ue Flamingo, blue Flamingo.
The name of the place is ‘The Blue Flamingo’,
Swarming with people wherever you go,
So Hypnotic, So Erotic,, Everybody dancin’ it’s so erotic,
Ad Lib. To end
Maurice Vizard.
dajama
Makes me think of a place I used to go in Dublin years ago. Can't remember the name, but it had that vibe that made me feel I was entering some kind of ultra-sophisticated world of pleasure! It was probably pretty ratty and rundown, but I was young and foolish then (as opposed to old and foolish now...) and though it was the height of coolness. Love the vocal on this - suave and sophisticated - and great use of loops and percussion (that's a really nice groove you've got going on there!). Very cool. It did indeed make me shimmy! Nice one, Maurice. Peace.