That Old Blue Note or Lady Day wasn't never this way

Missy Babette likes to sing that old time jazz
she says 'like Billy what's-her-name' with that sultry glance.
But the sound gets strangled back of B's throat
though she thinks she's singing a deep blue note

Now there's George, he croons away to that old time jazz
thinks he's Dean Martin, a real smooth dude.
But G, he's vibrating way down in his throat
and he sure isn't singing a deep blue note

No, that old blue note ain't easily found.
That old blue note's been around and around
Now you me and them, that makes more than three
and we don't stand a chance next those youngsters that jive
with their nu-jazz sound,
tradin' on looks,
cocaine,
walkin' tall,
rappin' small
feelin' down.

Meanwhile Miss Babette and old George they do moan
'bout the way jazz has changed
and it's changed and then some.

"Lady Day wasn't never this way" Babette says
No way, no way, no way, no way
Lady Day wasn't never this way