'Bout twenty years ago 
Way down in New Orleans 
group of fellows found 
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 squeezing 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 
Le Jazz Hot maybe 
And don't ever let it end 
I tell you, friend 
It's really something to hear 
I can't stay still 
When there's that rhythm near me 
Oh, so baby 
Le Jazz Hot may be 
What's holding my soul together 
Don't know whether it's morning or night 
Only know it's sounding right  [bad word] on in and play me 
Le Jazz Hot maybe 
Cause I love my jazz....HOT 
Before they knew it 
It was squeezing 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 
Le Jazz Hot baby 
You're holding my soul together 
Don't know whether it's morning or night 
Only know it's sounding right  [bad word] on in and play me 
Le Jazz Hot baby 
Cause I love... my jazz hot 
Le Jazz Hot... 
Le Jazz Hot.