♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ About 20 years ago, way down in New Orleans, a group of fellas found a new kind of music and they decided to call it jazz. No other sound has what this music has. Before they knew it, it was whizzin' round the world. The world was ready for a blue kind of music and now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz. ♪♪ ♪ Oh, baby, won't you play me la jazz? Hot, maybe, and don't ever let it end. I tell ya, friend, it's really somethin' to hear. I can't sit still when there's that rhythm near me. ♪♪ ♪ Oh, so baby, la jazz, hot, maybe, what's holdin' my soul together? Don't know whether it's mornin' or night, only know it's soundin' right. So come on in and play me la jazz, hot, baby, because I love my jazz, hot. ♪♪ Before they knew it, it was whizzin' round the world. The world was ready for a blue kind of music and now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz. ♪♪ When you play me la jazz, hot, baby, you're holdin' my soul together. Don't know whether it's mornin' or night, only know it's soundin' right. So come on in and play me la jazz, hot, baby, because I love my jazz, hot, la jazz. ♪♪ La jazz, hot.