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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. |
| 2:54 |
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Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail
Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail You better come inside Let me teach you how to jive and wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away! Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale Mama's in the backyard learning how to jive and wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away! A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male One good thing about him He knows how to jive and wail Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail Jill stayed up, she wants to learn how to jive and wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away! You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away! You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away! You gotta jump, jive... You gotta jump, jive... You gotta jump, jive... (fade out) |
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| 3:38 |
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written by B. Setzer
You say you love me baby Well this ain't no lost and found I've got just one deal to make then I'll be trouble bound They say that you're a doll, that with you I'll keep on winnin' I think they're talkin' 'bout the kind of doll that you stick pins in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll I asked the fortune teller where my love might be She gazed into her crystal ball then looked straight up at me I told her when your eyes met mine you cast an evil spell I made a deal with the devil man, my soul to him I'd sell You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll just stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll Got your gris-gris and your mojo, but it won't work on me Now you're mixin' up some love potion #3 Got my deal signed in blood and there ain't no turnin' back Cost me all of my money and my pink Cadillac You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll |
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| 3:01 |
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Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother come on in Kick off your shoes start losin' the blues This old house ain't got nothin' to lose Seen it all for years start spreadin' the news We got room on the floor come on baby shake sumpin' loose Well - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother come on in Well - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother come on in Walkin' up the street you can hear the sound Of some bad honky tonkers really layin' it down They've seen it all for years and got nothin' to lose So get down on the floor shimmy 'til you shake sumpin' loose Well - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother knockin' Yeah - The house is a rockin' don't bother come on in I said the house is a rockin' don't bother come on in |
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| 4:07 |
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I had one cup of coffee and a cigarette
Then I rolled out of bed with my shirt soaking wet If I was gonna get movin', now was the time So I packed up my bags and my Gretsch '59 It's a tough life, love But when push comes to shove It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool Played his guitar and he sang like a fool Don't let the big boys grind you down Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool He was a rebel that broke all the rules Everyone can't stop talkin' about The legend of Johnny Kool It was darker than black, not a star in the sky So I revved on the engine and let that Mercury fly With the wind blowin' by at a 105 It gave me a thrill just bein' alive It's a tough life, love But when push comes to shove It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool Played his guitar and he sang like a fool Don't let the big boys grind you down Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool He was a rebel that broke all the rules Everyone can't stop talkin' about The legend of Johnny Kool Rumor had it now this cat had it all He was loud, he was wild, and he sure rocked the hall Some guy grabbed my arm and I jumped on the stage And I was rockin' with a guy who was twice my age It's a tough life, love But when push comes to shove It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool Played his guitar and he sang like a fool Don't let the big boys grind you down Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool He was a rebel that broke all the rules Everyone can't stop talkin' about The legend of Johnny Kool |
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| 4:04 |
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written by D. Tiomkin and N. Washington
When you're young and so in love as we And bewildered by the world we see Why do people hurt us so Only those in love would know What a town without pity can do If we stop to gaze upon a star People talk about how bad we are Ours is not an easy age We're like tigers in a cage What a town without pity can do The young have problems, many problems We need an understanding heart Why don't they help us, try to help us Before this clay and granite planet falls apart Take these eager lips and hold me fast I'm afraid this kind of joy can't last How can we keep love alive How can anything survive When these little minds tear you in two What a town without pity can do How can we keep love alive How can anything survive When these little minds tear you in two What a town without pity can do No, it isn't very pretty What a town without pity can do |
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| 8. |
| 6:38 |
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written by B. Setzer
Well, my baby and me went out late Saturday night I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right Well, pick you up and ten, gonna get you home at two Your mama don't know what I got in store for you But baby that's all right we're looking as cool as can be We found a little place that really didn't look half bad I had a whiskey on the rocks and change of a dollar for the jukebox Well, I put a quarter right into that can But all it played was disco, man Come on pretty baby, let's get out of here right away We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out Well, we're having a ball just tearing up the big dance floor Well, there's a real square cat, he looks 1974 Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice Look at me again and there's gonna be a fight We're gonna rock this town Rip this place apart We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside Yeah, we're gonna rock this town Tear it up We're gonna rip it down Rock this town Rock it inside out |
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| 9. |
| 3:01 |
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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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| 3:55 |
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When it's raining And times are hard And there's too much junk In the backyard You hope for a rainbow Be it lotto or keno In the trailer park That's the light in the dark In all of the valleys Under lucky stars By the satellite dishes And the non-running cars I'm feeling all the people dreaming Blue tiles are cool All around the pool Greek columns are fine But gimme a deal on the vine Nothing pretentious I haven't changed I've got sixty billion But I'm still the same The pool is hot The beer is cold The cigar costs a lot And the wine is old Where the car reps dream Like Walter Mitty Oh, book me a berth In Sammy Davis City ... yeah Well Annie and Danny Are growing too fast And I can't fix the hammock 'Cause I'm feelin' half-assed Those basketball hoops Became chicken coops There's a hotel for sale A cafe and a jail In all of the valleys Under lucky stars By the satellite dishes And the non-running cars I'm feeling all the people dreaming Blue tiles are cool All around the pool Greek columns are fine But gimme a deal on the vine Nothing pretentious I haven't changed I've got sixty billion But I'm still the same The pool is hot The beer is cold The cigar costs a lot And the wine is old Where the car reps dream Like Walter Mitty Oh, book me a berth In Sammy Davis City ... yeah |
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| 11. |
| 2:49 |
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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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| 2:19 |
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This cat's on a hot tin roof Drinkin' that whiskey, 96 proof Don't need no doctor, don't feel no pain My legs are just two steps ahead of my brain This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof This cat's been out on the town I'm the cat's meow, I'm the king with a crown My head is spinnin' and I got the shakes I can't stop now 'cause I got no brakes This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof There ain't no point in holdin' me down I'll kick and I'll scratch and I'll howl Hey hound dog, get outta my way 'Cause this cat is on the prowl This cat's on a hot tin roof Jumpin' up and down like a long neck goose Shimmy and shake, baby you can't fail Rockin' so hard that it's off the scale This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof |
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| 3:13 |
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> I got a little boogie but it ain't too clean
It's real low down and it's kinda mean The dirty boogie The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me Well you rattle and shake, you moan and groan A girl like you I could never bring home The dirty boogie The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me They're shakin' their hips and scream and shout And doin' things I can't even talk about The dirty boogie Catch my drift The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me |
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| 3:19 |
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Never call when you're out late
I don't know when you're comin' home Change your mind just like the weather And I don't know if I'm ever gonna Break this ball and chain And to you our love is just a little game Now there's a fine line between pleasure and pain You love me like a ball and chain When I called up information Tryin' to pinpoint a location When I find out unexpected That your nunber's disconnected Oh I got to break this ball and chain And to you our love is just a little game Now there's a fine line between pleasure and pain You love me like a ball and chain I spent all my money On a big shiny car I spent all my time In the back of a bar Drivin down the highway But I never get far Keepin up with you baby's like chasin a star Never call when you're out late I don't know when you're comin' home Change your mind just like the weather And I don't know if I'm ever gonna Break this ball and chain And to you our love is just a little game Now there's a fine line between pleasure and pain You love me like a ball and chain There's a fine line between pleasure and pain love me like a ball and chain There's a fine line between pleasure and pain love me like a ball and chain. |
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| 3:48 |
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| 3:34 |
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There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high Wearin' black drape coats, all real gone guys Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans Lookin' real tough and mighty mean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight They sew fish s under their collars They got razors in their shoes I said, Go cat go, their battle cry World War III is startin' to brew Now the skinheads all use blackjacks And they're lookin' mighty mean They got chains wrapped around their fingers And their heads are all shaved clean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Well, there ain't a man left standin' So let's all go get a beer No team is a winner So we'll see you all next year There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do Line right up for a sideline view Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There's a rumble in Brighton tonight |
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| 17. |
| 3:31 |
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written by B. Setzer
Switchblade 327 Lit cigarette in his hand Steel-toed boots on the accelerator Oil leakin' outta the pan Switchblade, three two-barrels Gettin' there as fast as he can All juiced up like a hot carburetor Spittin' gas onto the fan Blacktop burnout, Saturday night Try to catch him if you can Switchblade 327 Switchblade, seven come eleven Switchblade, he's all right When he gets drunk he fights all night Switchblade 327 Pullin' way ahead of the pack Chop top deuce, Saturday night Flames shootin' outta the back Switchblade, don't cut him off He won't cut you no slack He'll cut you to ribbons if you come to town He'll carve his name in your back Blacktop burnout, Saturday night Try to catch him if you can Switchblade 327 Switchblade, seven come eleven Switchblade, he's all right When he gets drunk he fights all night Switchblade 327 Someone was calling his name All he could hear was his engine And the sound of the pouring down rain Switchblade 327 Ran 125 down the lane But someone had cut both his fuel lines And the '32 burst into flames Blacktop burnout, Saturday night Try to catch him if you can Switchblade 327 Switchblade, seven come eleven Switchblade, he's all right When he gets drunk he fights all night (repeat) |
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| 2:55 |
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written by B. Setzer
Hey, Louis Prima We gotta get the hell outta town 'Cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips And her boyfriend don't want me around And wouldn't it be kinda funny If we got outta town with all the money Hey, Louis Prima You sure know how to lay it on down We were doin' all-nighters Cruisin' to a gig in Vegas Don't know what was goin' on But it surely did become contagious! When we pulled up to the show Ten thousand people or more all yelled out "Man your band is truly outrageous!" Hey, Louis Prima Man, you make 'em jump and shout I got a five-dollar bet on a two-dollar bill You're gonna show 'em what it's all about And wouldn't it be kinda funny If we got outta town with all the money Hey, Louis Prima You sure know how to lay it on down Hey, Louis Prima There's something that I just gotta know Have you still got that old black magic Or are you just a gigolo? All we need is some Sam Butera Then we can say "Buona Sera" Hey, Louis Prima You sure know how to lay it on down |
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| 2:57 |
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Two hands reach for twelve at midnight
Clouds of smoke fill up the room All the boys snap to attention When Lady Luck walks into the room She's got diamonds on her fingers And she smells like fine perfume Everyone drops what they're doin' When Lady Luck walks into the room I can't rub two dimes together I'm so broke that it's a shame Though we're two birds of a feather Lady Luck don't even know my name Bartender pour her a double The band just played her favorite tune And the party's just beginning When Lady Luck walks into the room I can't rub two dimes together I'm so broke that it's a shame Though we're two birds of a feather Lady Luck don't even know my name Bartender pour her a double The band just played her favorite tune And the party's just beginning When Lady Luck walks into the room When Lady Luck walks into the room When Lady Luck walks into the room She's got a fourteen carat four-leaf clover She's got a mink rabbit's foot When Lady Luck walks into the room. |
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| 3:01 |
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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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| 3:52 |
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| 22. |
| 3:41 |
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written by J. Strummer and B. Setzer
As I came across the Pecos and broke west of the line This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time So I was racing through the rain with this rig from Tennessee When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me They were singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood Still my radio was singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me So I told him about the message; he said, That can't be right The storm knocked out the radio tower late last Saturday night But through the static we heard singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate Out the dead air on the waveband, the Texas Playboys break You'll hear a keening voice, Bob Wills is with you as you drive And you'll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935 Can you hear him singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring |
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| 23. |
| 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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