White Limbo
Tony Duran (slide guitar)
George Duke (tack piano)
Sal Marquez (trumpet, vocals)
Chris Peterson (vocals)
Joel Peskin (tenor saxophone)
Mike Altschul (baritone saxophone, piccolo)
Erroneous (electric bass)
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Your mouth is your religion.
You put your faith in a hole like that?
You put your trust and your belief
Above your jaw, and no relief
Have I found.
I heard your story when you come home
You said you went to see your sister last night.
Well, you might loose a bunch of teeth
And find a funera
Summertime In Venice
(dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo) (dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo)
(dickey-doo-oo-oo) (locka-day-ay)
How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the time flies
Seems like heaven
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the time flies
Wonder why when we're alone
The hours always pass so fast
A kiss or two and then you're gone
Gee, the time just doesn't last
If the night would never pass
And the sun would never rise
Not one moment would we waste
But, darling, how the time, it flies
How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the ti-i-i-ime flies
(dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo) (dickey-doo-oo-oo-oo)
(dickey-doo-oo-oo) (locka-day-ay)
How the time flies
When I'm near you
When I'm near you
How the ti-i-i-ime flies
(How the ti-ime flies)