The Moroccan Fox

male vocalist,jazz,big band,energetic,playful,vocal jazz

April 15th, 2024udio

Lyrics

A figure smooth, moves debonair A trickster's grin beneath that darkened hair [Pre-Chorus] Got a tale for every ear that stops His laughter echoes 'round the rooftops With every step he's spinning gold And spins a yarn that never grows old In Marrakesh (Marrakesh) The fox, he struts with tales so rare A silver tongue, deals in the square While he jests, laughs with debonair flair Laughs, laughs like a smooth millionaire Laughs, laughs with a smooth, suave millionaire Through the souk, deals in the night's cool air I’m swaying to his beat, mesmerized by his snare He cracks another joke, crowd's delight, with time to spare His hustle is an art, painting dreams like Matisse wear The Moroccan fox, he's got flair (such flair) In the bazaar, he's the monarch, no compare [Chorus] With a wink and a smile, wallets open wide Every word he spins, a magic carpet ride Under Atlas stars, he's the bazaar's pride Trading stories and goods, side by side

The Moroccan Fox

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