Lyric

You came in with that grin

And a satin little spin

My heel tapped the tile

In a baby-talk style

Clarinet kissed the air

I was caught unaware

You moved like a wink

I lost my train of think

Now the room got small

And the brass stood tall

You said, "keep pace, sweetheart"

I said, "don't stop, don't start"

Walking bass, sweetheart

Shake that heart, sweetheart

Oh, my feet agree

You were made for me

Walking bass, sweetheart

Take that spark, sweetheart

Skat-a-doo, oh yeah

Meet me right there

Your glove brushed my hand

Like a note in the band

All neat and all bright

Like a chandelier light

Piano made me sway

In a classy old way

I laughed at the floor

Then you asked for more

Now the room got small

And the brass stood tall

You said, "keep pace, sweetheart"

I said, "don't stop, don't start"

Walking bass, sweetheart

Shake that heart, sweetheart

Oh, my feet agree

You were made for me

Walking bass, sweetheart

Take that spark, sweetheart

Skat-a-doo, oh yeah

Meet me right there

Ba-doo, ba-doo, ba-dee

You and that rhythm on me

Spin me once, one-two-three

Then you grin back at me

Walking bass, sweetheart

Shake that heart, sweetheart

Oh, my feet agree

You were made for me

Walking bass, sweetheart

Take that spark, sweetheart

Skat-a-doo, oh yeah

Meet me right there