He’s got his finger on the trigger A bad case of the shakes A Hollywood apartment And a car with no brakes After close investigation At the scene of the crime He’s getting down to business While we’re killing time The deals and the alley His hands in his his jacket Bow tie and bracers 45 in his pocket Sam is off the freeway Heading down the boulevard Double shots of burbon Are lined up in the bar
We’re all waiting for Sam the Man Get him on the line, yeah Play it again for Sam the Man One of a kind, yeah Sam the Man
Meanwhile back at Jake’s The blonde is smoking at the bar She’s got a certain rendez-vous She’s not going anywhere Expensive perfume And six-inch stilletos Like a killer dynamite And a box full of matches The crowd is thinning out now It’s getting kind of late She glances at the door Lights another cigarette She’s slipping out the back door And he pulls into the lane Sam is picking up the pieces And she’s the one that got away
We’re all waiting for Sam the Man Get him on the line, yeah Play it again for Sam the Man One of a kind, yeah We’re all waiting for Sam the Man Get him on the line Have another drink on Sam the Man One of a kind, yeah Sam the Man
Sam the Man Sam the Man
He’s got a whistle for Sam the Man Get him on the line, yeah Play it again for Sam the Man One of a kind, yeah We’re all waiting for Sam the Man Play it again for Sam the Man Get him on the line We’re all waiting for Sam the Man