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| 3:05 | 
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I got my shoes shined up I got my hair slicked down `Cause baby I wanna hit the town Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 I`m gonna shake you up (all night) Rock you all night long (all right) Baby you got something Goin` on Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 You got the look I like(oh yeah) Come on and show it off Whatever your doin` blow it off Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 You know I just got paid I got my hot rod wheels So if you wanna find out how it feels Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 In your room,in your bed Keep it in your head,oh baby just call Pensylvannia 6-5000 Hey oh(hey oh) Hey oh(hey oh) Na na na na(na na na na) Pensylvania 6-5-0-0-0 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pensylvania 6-5000 In your room,in your bed Keep it in your head,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 Pennsylvania 6-5-0-0-0 |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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I like coffee,I like tea
I like you baby next to me You're as cool as red hot lava Jumpin' East of Java Cream and sugar,sure tastes sweet But baby you got all that beat Your that chick with the Swingin' feet Jumpin' East of Java It takes a lot of coffee beans Just to make a single cup You got me perculatin' Let's hit that place Where the cats all meet East of China past Bourbon street We'll be as cool as red hot lava Jumpin' East of Java Man we're jumpin' We're really jumpin' Jumpin' East of Java |
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| 3. |
| 3:02 |
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He's drivin' a jeep
But he ain't in the Army Gets all his cigarette money From his mommy Dressed like a rootin' tootin' Texas cowboy But this lone ranger's Never seen a horse He wanna be Americano Americano, Americano He wants to drive a Cadillac Now he's chasing showgirls Smokin' Camels,whiskey and soda Now he's never goin' back He's cruisin streets for gold Dressed in designer clothes Brother if your too slow You'd better not blink Or you'll wind up in the drink Wanna be Americano Americano, Americano Gotta buy a diamond ring 'Cause that's his baby's Favorite thing Okay, all right,yeah man Wanna be American Wanna be American He's in the land where Anything can happen Reach for the stars Grab that golden ring Just remember he's Americano well watch it pal 'Cause he'll take everything He wanna be Americano Americano,Americano He wants to drive a Cadillac Now he's chasing showgirls Smokin' Camels, whiskey & soda Now he's never goin' back He likes that rock and roll He's playing baseball Loves Marilyn Monroe A coca cola Joe And a pizza pie to go Wanna be Americano Americano, Americano Gotta buy a diamond ring 'Cause thats his baby's Favorite thing Okay, all right, yeah man Wanna be American Wanna be American Wanna be American |
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| 4. |
| 2:40 |
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If you can't rock me
I'll find somebody that can If you can't rock me Don't be tellin' me I'm your man I'm gonna turn that skillet Up to high Don't you tell that chick's Too young to fry If you can't rock me I'll find somebody who can I'll find somebody who can If you can't rock me Don't be knockin'on my door If you can't rock me Don't you come around here no more I'm gonna turn that juke joint Upside down Dance six inches Off the ground If you can't rock me I'll find someone who can Don't be whisperin' in my ear Tellin' me things That I wanna hear Dontcha be tellin' I'm your guy Then you go and leave me high and dry If you can't rock me I'm gonna rock this town myself If you can't rock me I'm gonna tear it up With somebody else I may have to search All across the land Find me a gig With a rock n' roll band If you can't rock me I'll find somebody who can |
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| 5. |
| 3:11 |
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Come on baby
I jump into my rocket ause I'm ready to blast I don't know where I'm going but I'm going there fast Tonight there ain't no future and there isn't a past We'll make it like the first time so it won't be the last All I wanna do is everything that you ask Don't you know I'm really gettin' in the mood Got the jitter fingers and they're ready to pop When I get to groovin' ain't no way I can stop Baby when we get there then we're just gonna hop Got to ride the feeling baby straight to the top Girl you make my heart start beatin' flippity-flop Baby can't you tell I'm getting' in the mood (In the mood) The joint is jumpin' (In the groove) We're onto something (In the mood) The band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now We're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now (Come on, come on, come on, come on, baby) And when the party's over I just know where to go Where the after hours people Boogie you know I wanna hang a while Where the lights are real low And whisper to my baby And be takin' it slow And baby if you're ready Then I'm ready to blow Baby,now I'm really getting In the mood (In the mood) How the joint is jumpin' (In the groove) Yeah, we're onto something (In the mood) O-o the band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now Girl, we're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) Ho ho I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now I got on my best threads and my favorite shoes Now it's my time to play got no love for the blues Understand what I'm sayin' or you better get back Got no time to waste cause I'm one hep cat And when I start a-workin' I cruise like Dynaflow And when I'm in the mood I spread it all around I might the be man want his party on the run And when you see me comin' just call me Big King Fun...HAH When the party's over I just know where to go Where the after hours people Boogie you know I wanna hang a while Where the lights are low And whisper to my baby And be takin' it slow Baby if your ready Then I'm ready to blow (In the mood) Yeah the joint is jumpin' (In the groove) Girl, we're onto something (In the mood) Man, the band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now Girl, we're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) Come on! I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now I'm in the mood. |
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| 4:12 | 
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| 7. |
| 2:48 |
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Oh,the shark babe
Has such teeth,dear And he shows them, pearly white Just a jackknife Has old macheath, dear And he keeps it out of sight When the shark bites With his teeth,dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves,though,wears old Macheath,dear So there's never a trace of red On the sidewalk Sunday morning Lies a body just oozing life Someone's sneaking 'Round the corner Could that someone be Mack the knife? There's a tugboat down by the river Didn't you know A cement bag's dropping down Well that cement's Just for the weight dear Five will get you ten Mackie's back in town Here about Louie Miller He disappeared,dear After drawing out all his Hard-earned cash And Macheath spends Just like a sailor Could it be our boy Did something rash? Jenny Diver,Sukey Tawdry Lawdie Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh the line forms on the right babe Now that Mackie's back in town |
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| 8. |
| 2:26 |
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| 9. |
| 3:53 |
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| 10. |
| 2:54 |
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| 11. |
| 2:19 |
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| 12. |
| 2:51 |
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I'm broken down
On the side of the road Damn brakes locked up in the rain Smoke's pourin' out From under the hood I'm stuck on the highway again I'm too young to quit Too old to change Baby what am I gonna do? I got the chopped top,slammed down '49 Mercury blues Can't find a phone Can't hitch a ride Who would stop for me anyway? You would think that after all of These cars I've owned I would break down And join triple A I'm too young to quit I'm too old to change Baby what am I gonna do? I got the chopped top,slammed down '49 Mercury blues I got the '49 Mercury blues By now you'd think I've paid all My dues Just think of all the trouble That car is puttin' me through I guess like a tooth That needsto get filled It's gonna hurt And you're gonna get drilled And once you get it fixed It happens all over again I'm too young to quit I'm too old to change Baby what am I gonna do? I got the chopped top, '49 Mercury blues |
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| 13. |
| 3:11 |
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I've been up all night just singin'
This same old song,song,song And I can't get it Through my head That man she's gone,gone,gone I'm pushin' all the buttons But one thing is for sure Play my song no more I've been lovin' that little gal Now for so long,long,long But that jukebox never said She'd do me wrong, Wrong,wrong I dropped in all my money Now it just don't seem right That jukebox just won't play My song tonight Jukebox bring my baby Back to me Ain't had no real good lovin' And I'm drownin' in misery The records keep on playin' But my poor heart Won't stop sayin' Jukebox bring my baby Baby to me Just look at all those Pretty lights A shine,shine,shine Jukebox don't you know That girl is mine,mine,mine I polished all your chrome I dusted off your glass Oh jukebox bring my baby Home at last Jukebox bring my baby Back to me Ain't had no real lovin' And I'm drownin' in misery The records keep on playin' But my poor heart Won't stop sayin' Jukebox bring my baby Back to me |
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| 14. |
| 3:53 |
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Gloria,Gloria
It's not Marie Gloria It's not Sherie Gloria She's not in love with me Well can't you see It's not Sherie Gloria It's not Marie Gloria She's not in love with me Well maybe She'll love me How am I supposed to know And maybe She'll love me But how am I to know Gloria It's not Sherie Gloria It's not Marie Gloria She's not in love with me Gloria It's not Sherie Gloria It's not Marie Gloria She's not in love with me Gloria |
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