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Conrad Mortiss
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You - Conrad Mortiss
In the old part of town
Down at the end of an alley
There is a place, a place unknown to most
Except a few that know what is the best
A knock on a door
A secret phrase that will open the gate
Martini, bourbon or whiskey you see
Just a sip to forget
What the world made of me
A clink of ice on glass, a pour
And the night's melody at the end of the alley
Where my spirit is free
The blues play, spiced up
From time to time with some jazz
Dim lights, smoke rises up like mist in the night
A gathering of souls, only the lonely would know
Club members here of a special kind
Drinks in hand, sip a bourbon or a whiskey
A martini or a vesper
Too many can spell a disaster
At the end of an alley
In the old part of town, a hidden club
For the delight of the few where blues sound all night
And jazz has a spice
A martini, a vesper, bourbon or whiskey
Will lead to my demise in your arms
I saw you standing there by the bar
Tight red dress accentuating your curves
Too protruding charms, your hips with a treasure hiding within
Oh my, oh my, what delight
High heels that click with each of your steps
The sway, oh your sway
Would blow me off my feet
Martini, bourbon or whiskey you see
Just a sip to forget what the world made of me
A clink, a pour and the night's melody
At the end of the alley where my spirit is free
A look, a glance, a smile and I lost my mind
Forgot where I was, no way out
Not on this night as I approached you, stretched out your hand
I smiled and kissed it lightly, I noticed the goosebumps running up your arm
And you're breathing more heavy as I came closer
You laughed lightly and with a wink invited me to sit by your side
Your tease, oh please, please
It could end with a striptease
At the end of an alley in the old part of town
A hidden club for the delight of the few
Where blues sound all night and jazz has a spice
A martini, a vesper, bourbon or whiskey
Will lead to my demise in your arms
A martini then a vesper
To start this new relation
Whispers in the dark, touches like a spark
Blues playing with a spice of jazz
Your laughter, your gaze full of lust
Like a spark of fire of desire
Some bourbon and then whiskey
For a change, may the night take a dance of romance
Martini, bourbon or whiskey you see
Just a sip to forget what the world made of me
A clink, a pour and the night's melody
At the end of the alley where my spirit is free
Your charms, your wicked magic
Put me under your spell
Another bourbon and whiskey, golden liquid that could facilitate any sin
Before I knew you were in my arms
Together in a booth with a curtain that dropped
Music played, darkness stayed, your warmth, your breasts against my chest
Only fortune would know where this encounter would go
At the end of an alley in the old part of town
A hidden club for the delight of the few
Where blues sound all night and jazz has a spice
A martini, a vesper, bourbon or whiskey
Will lead to my demise in your arms