Cool Blues

You know baby, just something about the cool jazz
But it just won't do,I won't pay the due
'til I let you walk the line, you come from
"Pull your head aside"
From touch, from rail to railing
You're walking behind

Oh yeah.

Your morbid reflection, it reaches out to touch me
As the skeleton in your closet hides away the remains
Oh, as you're a little slow, desperate
And it shows
If you can feel the beat, I'm good, all good for you
But I'm cold,
My heart's cold
And the cool jazz won't no longer do