Doctor Sax Lyrics - Singles - Michael Franks

By day 

He's a grease monkey it's true 

A slave 

Fix your transmission like new 

Change oil 

Rotate your tires of course 

He toils 

Under the Flying Red Horse 

And at six he rolls 

Down his sleeves 

Turns his collar up 

When the boss man leaves 

Close up the shop 

Puts away his tools 

Gives the last car keys 

To the gas pump fools 

Then he's home at last 

No more goodwrench scene 

And he scrubs his hands 

Till they're surgeon clean 

Takes a long hot shower 

Some cologne and then 

The change is complete 

He's himself again 

At night he's Doctor Sax 

He's Mister Tenor Virtuoso 

He plays to rhythm tracks on tape 

No one like Doctor Sax 

Not even Trane or Bird could blow so 

The girls have heart attacks, they say 

(He'll put it all on wax one day) 

Some day 

He will live just in his mind 

Some way 

Leave all his misery behind 

His horn 

He will blow breaking the curse 

Reborn 

Under the Flying Red Horse 

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