Count Bloodcount - Beatnik Wife Lyrics

In a smoky little café where the poets snap and sigh
There's a queen of the scene with a twinkle in her eye
She's got that beatnik groove and a style so smooth and sly
When she starts to move all the cool cats know why

She's got her beret tilted and her shades low on her face
With a cigarette holder she's got that beatnik grace
Her husband's in the corner with his bongos in his hands
But it's his beatnik wife who's leading all the dance

Oh, the Beatnik Wife Boogie she's the coolest in the joint
Snapping to the rhythm she's always on point
With her jazz and Balkan beats she's swinging through the night
The Beatnik Wife's got the groove that feels so right

She reads Kerouac and Ginsberg with a voice so deep and low
But when the music starts to play she's the star of the show
She's got that free spirit vibe with a beat that's all her own
In her world of swing and jazz she's carved her throne

Oh, the Beatnik Wife Boogie she's the coolest in the joint
Snapping to the rhythm, she's always on point
With her jazz and Balkan beats she's swinging through the night
The Beatnik Wife's got the groove that feels so right

The beat drops low the lights start to dim
But the Beatnik Wife's still groovin on a Balkan whim
She's twisting and turning, with a style so unique
In the world of beatniks she's reached her peak

So if you're ever in that café where the cool cats love to play
Look out for the Beatnik Wife as she dances the night away
With her bongo-playing husband and her bohemian vibe
The Beatnik Wife Boogie is the coolest ride