And find her favorite shoes
She's going to make up her pretty face
And cast away her weekday blues
She's going out to Zanzibar
Where the drinks are strong
And the men are smooth
No need to fret or concern self
From here on out
Everything is cool
When I walk up in the door they gon say
Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay
Swingin' her hips from side to side
How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone
[Chorus]
Slide
When Mr. Trombone Slide
Slide, Slide, Slide
When Mr. Trombone Slide
When I walk up in the door they gon say
Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay
Swingin' her hips from side to side
How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone
Slide
Slide, Slide
When Mr. Trombone Slide
Slide, Slide, Slide
Hey Jill let me get a little bit of this
[Chorus]
She's goin' to put on her favorite dress And find her favorite shoes She's going to make up her pretty face And cast away her weekday blues She's going out to Zanzibar Where the drinks are strong And the men are smooth No need to fret or concern self From here on out Everything is cool When I walk up in the door they gon say Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay Swingin' her hips from side to side How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone [Chorus] Slide When Mr. Trombone Slide Slide, Slide, Slide When Mr. Trombone Slide When I walk up in the door they gon say Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay Swingin' her hips from side to side How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone Slide Slide, Slide When Mr. Trombone Slide Slide, Slide, Slide Hey Jill let me get a little bit of this [Chorus] Explain Request ×
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