I Can Play Trumpet Better Than Louis Armstrong

female vocals, traditional jazz, 1950s, big band, swing, dark sinister moody

(Verse 1) I can play trumpet better than Louis Armstrong I can play piano better than Duke Ellington Pull up a chair, let me blow your mind A rare kind of magic you don’t often find (Verse 2) I can play trumpet better than Louis Armstrong I can play piano better than Duke Ellington A little bit crazy, a whole lot true But every note I play still leads to you (Middle 8) I sing like a drunken with a glass of champagne Step aside, baby, I’m running this train I can dance, floating through the air with groove I bring the fire that makes the record move (Middle 8) I sing like a drunken with a glass of champagne Step aside, baby, I’m running this train I can dance, floating through the air with groove I bring the fire that makes the record move (Verse 3) I can play trumpet better than Louis Armstrong I can play piano better than Duke Ellington I can play trumpet better than Louis Armstrong I can play piano better than Duke Ellington

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