George Gershwin — Sweet and Lowdown

(Verse) There's a cabaret in this city I can recommend to you Pops you up like electricity When the band is blowing blue They play nothing classic, oh no, down there They crave nothing else but the lowdown there If you need a tonic And the need is chronic If you’re in a crisis My advice is: (Chorus) Grab a cab and go down To where the band is playing Where milk and honey flow down Where everyone is saying "Blow that Sweet and Lowdown!" Busy as a beaver You'll dance until you totter You're sure to get the fever For nothing could be hotter Oh, that sweet and lowdown Philosopher or deacon You simply have to weaken Hear those shuffling feet You can’t keep your seat Professor, start your beat Come along, get in it You'll love the syncopation The minute they begin it You're shouting to the nation "Blow that Sweet and Lowdown!"