In double rum rhythm, and the single malt blues

Let’s blend together with ’em, as the saxophone soothes

Like a gambler who bets on a king with pocket twos

The worried guitar frets while the saxophone soothes

The bass line hums, the snare drum lights that fuse

The keys drift slow, the trumpet wails its tune

The trombone shakes, it thunders through the room

While the saxophone soothes, oh, thе saxophone soothes

From northern bikеr bars to southern Baptist pews

It’s the screeching there that scars, and the saxophone that soothes

Be it poor man’s Leonard Cohen, or a rich man’s Langston Hughes

Either way they’re goin’ with the saxophone that soothes

The bass line hums, the snare drum lights that fuse

The keys drift slow, the trumpet wails its tune

The trombone shakes, it thunders through the room

While the saxophone soothes, oh, the saxophone soothes

Lady Licorice plays Twister, it’s a game she hates to lose

She says, “come on over, mister,” as the saxophone soothes

Now you wanna walk down Baker Street, when a Careless Whisper moves ya

Where the broken hearts still keep a beat, and the saxophone still soothes ya

The bass line hums, the snare drum lights that fuse

The keys drift slow, the trumpet wails its tune

The trombone shakes, it thunders through the room

While the saxophone soothes, oh, the saxophone soothes