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(Spoken) Anita: ?Hey Joe.?Roy: ?What d'ya mean Joe, my name's Roy.?Anita: ?Well come here Roy and get groovy. You bin uptown?? Roy: ?No I ain't bin uptown, but I've bin around.?Anita: ?You mean to say you ain't bin uptown??Roy: ?No, I ain't bin uptown. What's uptown??(Sung) Anita: If it's pleasure you're about And you feel like steppin' out All you've got to shout is Let me off uptown If it's rhythm that you feelThen it's nothing to concealOh, you've got to spiel itLet me off uptownRib joints, juke joints, hep jointsWhere could a fella go to top itIf you want to pitch a ballAnd you can't afford a hallAll you've got to call is Let me off uptown Songtexte(Spoken) Roy: ?Anita, oh Anita, say I feel somethin'.? Anita: ?Whatcha feel, Roy? The heat?? Roy: ?No, it must be that uptown rhythm. I feel like blowin'.? Anita: ?Well blow, Roy, blow.?(Roy's trumpet finishes) Aus Songtexte Mania