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One, Two, Three O'clock, Four O'clock rock,
Five, Six, Seven O'clock, Eight O'clock rock. Nine, Ten, Eleven O'clock, Twelve O'clock rock, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight. Put your glad rags on and join me hon', We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. When the clock strikes two, three and four, If the band slows down we'll yell for more. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. When the chimes ring five, six, and seven, We'll be right in seventh heaven. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too, I'll be goin' strong and so will you. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. When the clock strikes twelve we'll cool off then, Start rockin' 'round the clock again. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight, We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. |
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Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Well get in that kitchen Make some noise with the pots and pans I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose For the harder I work the faster my money goes Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul Shake rattle and roll I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store Well I can look at you tell you ain't no child no more I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know 'Cause the harder I work the faster my money goes Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul Play it again! I went over the hill, way down underneath I went over the hill, way down underneath You make me roll my eyes And then you make me grit my teeth Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul |
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> Down around the corner in a little school
Children learn their lessons and the golden rule 'Cause they got a teacher up from Basin Street And she does her teaching with a boogie beat Teaching the ABC with rhythm and E Every single morning, it's the same old thing All the kids are waiting for the bell to ring When they hear it ringing, they all jump in line Walking to the classroom, feeling mighty fine They learn their ABC with rhythm and E Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABC with rhythm and E Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABC with rhythm and E |
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Hey mambo, mambo rock
Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock There's an island in the Carribean Sea Where the natives dance and rock with plea The mambo dance in a different way They do the crazy mambo rock all day Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Where the waves roll up on the golden sand Grab your chick right by the hand You can clap and stamp your feet To that crazy rockin' mambo beat Oh, hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Through the red hot day and the cool-cool night When the mambo moon is shining bright They love to dance around the clock To that crazy rockin' mambo beat Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock |
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Keep that candle burnin' bright, mother
I'll be kinda late tonight, mother There's a yellow moon above, mother Shinin' on the one I love, mother Burn that candle, night and day Burn that candle, light my way Keep that doorway open wide Till I'm strollin' through that doorway with my bride While that candle's burnin' high, mother I'll be with my sugar pie, mother We'll be comin home you know, mother Lookin for that candle glow, mother After we have had the wedding, mother To the candle we'll be headin, mother So, before we're winin', dinin', mother Start that candle light a shinin', mother ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SCOTT, WINFIELD <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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Well, rock 'n rollin' holiday
Rock 'n rollin all the way Rock 'n rollin' to the end 'Till the saints go marchin' in Now when the saints go marchin' in Well, when the saints go marchin' in Yeah, Lord, I want want'a be in that number When the saints go marchin' in Well, now when Nick, comes wailin' in Yeah, when old Nick comes wailin' in Oh, Lord, I want want'a be in that number When that guitar comes wailin' in Well, now when Rudy begins to blow Well, when old are you-Dy starts to wail Yeah, Lord, I want want'a be in that number When that sax man starts wailin' in (Here we go now) Well, when that rhythm comes wailin' in Yeah, when old Rapper starts to wail Well, Lord, I want want'a be in that number When old Rapper comes wailin' in Now when the band plays rock 'n roll Well, when the Comets rock 'n roll Yeah, Lord, I want want'a be in that number When the Comets play rock 'n roll (All together now) When the saints go marchin' in ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BILL HALEY, MILT GABLER <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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