Jazz for Ages


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 * Whenever we jam at Madame's, the alley cats I know ask, "Why'd those humans look like they never heard jazz before?"
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 * And I tell 'em, "'Cause they haven't!" Far as humans in Paris are concerned, jazz hasn't made the hop over the ocean yet.
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 * But those of us in the animal kingdom... well, we're just ahead of the times!
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 * Take this swingin' cat I'm jammin' with later today...
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 * Take this swingin' cat I'm jammin' with later today...
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Level 9 "Jam Out at His Pad"
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 * Send O'Malley to jam out at his Pad.
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 * 5, 100
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 * Ahhh... Now, THAT'S what I call a duet! Trust a Louisiana gator to blow that horn better than King Oliver himself...
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 * Oh, when I said he was a "swingin' cat," I was bein' metaphorical. Not all swingin' cats are strictly feline, you know.
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 * And brother, that reptile may be cold-blooded -- but when he hits those high notes, it's RED hot!
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 * And brother, that reptile may be cold-blooded -- but when he hits those high notes, it's RED hot!
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