Doobie Brothers. Stampede. Music Man. Zeneszám

It's late at night, can't go to sleep;
eyes open wide, you're doin' your midnight creep, yeah.
Well it's a holiday for a circus dream,
'cause I'm a music man baby,
hangin' from a wire with no net below;
you know I'm gonna catch you if you fall.

Swirling dancers driftin' in the night make you go crazy,
forget what is wrong and what is right.
'Cause the melody gonna make you high,
float you away like a cloud in the sky,
and the music man with a song for you,
a sweet Georgia minstrel who loves to sing the blues

Come and get it,
come and get it,
come and get it.

When you get back home to your flat in the city,
notice that your neighbor has the radio on;
out of nowhere you gonna hear a sound
movin' through your head, spinning 'round and 'round.
'Cause the melody gonna make you high,
float you away like a cloud in the sky,
and the music man with a song for you
a sweet Georgia minstrel who loves to sing the blues

Come and get it,
come and get it,
come and get it