Juggler's blues
There's rhythm in the air tonight, I can feel it in my bones,
I had certain kind of feeling, a need to gather stones,
I knew I'd find a few, but I never knew the thrill,
as the balls shuffled and rounded always without spill
So baby, here's my ticket, to juggle with my hands
Here's a little fun right now, I hope it isn't bland
You be cool for twenty minutes, your wish is my command
It's not magic or a slight of hand,
nor a clever silly trick,
It's the nature of the business,
(to the music of Smuggler's Blues by Glenn Frey)