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Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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I love coffee
I love tea I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup a cup a cup a cup a cup I love java sweet and hot Whoops Mr. Moto I'm a coffee pot Shoot the pot and I'll pour me a shot A cup a cup a cup a cup a cup Oh slip me a slug from the wonderful mug And I'll cut a rug just snug in a jug A sliced up onion and a raw one Draw one Waiter waiter percolator I love coffee I love tea I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup a cup a cup a cup a cup Boston bean (soy beans) I said the little itty bitty green beans (cabbage and greens) You know that I'm not keen about a bean Unless it is a chili chili bean I love java sweet and hot Whoops Mr. Moto I'm a coffee pot Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot A cup a cup a cup 'an dat zat bootle Slip me a slug from that wonderful mug And I'll cut a rug that's snug in a jug Drop a nickel in my pot Joe Takin' it slow Waiter waiter percolator I love coffee I love tea I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup a cup a cup a cup a cup |
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Candy
I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet on Candy and Candy's sweet on meShe understands me My understanding Candy And Candy's always handy When I need sympathyYou wish that there were four of her So I could love much more of her She has taken your complete heart Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my Candy And make her mine, all mineCandy I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet, so sweet on Candy And Candy's sweet on meYou wish that there were four of him Oh how I could love much more of him He has taken your complete heart You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my candy Gee how the sun will shineOn the day my Candy On the day my Candy On the day my Candy's mine |
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Gloria
Gloria It's not Marie Gloria It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) But she's not in love with meCan't you see It's not Marie Gloria It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) But she's not in love with meAnd maybe (maybe) She'll want me (want me) But who am I to know (who am I to know) And maybe (ooh, maybe) She'll want me (ooh, want me) But who am I to know (who am I to know) Oh---Gloria (Gloria) It's not Marie Gloria (Gloria) It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) 'Cause she's not in love with meGloria! |
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Operator
Give me information Information Give me long distance Long distance Give me heaven...(Two, three) Operator Information Give me Jesus on the line Operator Information I'd like to speak to a friend of mine Oh prayer is the number Faith is the exchange Heaven is the street And Jesus is his name Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the lineOperator Information Won't you tell me why Tell me why Operator Information Don't try to tell me What number to call My mother used this number When I was very small And everytime she dialed it She always got 't call the Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the lineOperator Information Please hurry if you can Oh Operator Information Please connect me With the man Don't worry 'bout the money You know I will pay the charge Just give me on the line I'm callin' from my heart Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the line Please give me Jesus on the lineWon't you please - Give me Jesus Give me Jesus on the lineYeah! |
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Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da,play encore. Here in my heart, rada da da da, more and more. Chansond'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore. Eachtime I hear, ra da da da da, Chanson,chanson, d'amour.
Rada da da da Ra da dada da Chanson d'amour, ra da dada da, je t'adore. Each time I hear,ra da da da da, Chanson, chanson,d'amour. Every time I hear Chanson,chanson, d'amour. |
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Take a seat and cool it 'cause unless you overrule it
We are ready to show you some blowin' A rompin' and a stompin' is a lot of fun Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsSo settle down an' listen 'cause you don't know what you're missin' And we're ready to give you a showin' A movin' it 'n groovin' it has just begun Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsWe got a little message that you're gonna enjoy Ain't no sense in dodgin' the facts So settle in your easy chair an' if you ever had a care - forget it, It's time to relaxWe might as well admit it, we're the best that ever did it But in case you ain't too sure a knowin' We're gonna let you listen to us one by one Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsHow'd ya do, I'm talkin' about you It's very nice to know that you have really taken time to listen to me blow 'Cause as sure as I'm born, I'm blowin' my horn It's me baby, I'm blowin', zootin' it up And I hope you dig the sounds I'm makin' more'n any other Now I must go for it's time for you to listen to my other brotherI think the chick's talkin' 'bout me so I'd better go 'n see I'm hip that she knows a horn is very best to greet you That's the reason I'm blowin' so snappily I don't know what ya got, but it thrills me an' I hope to have a lot 'Cause it puts me in clover So baby, if you would like to dig my other brother You're gonna have to turn the record overHey hey hey Who ya talkin' about, say who ya talkin' about Did I hear you say you'd duce your other brother 'Cause in case I heard you talkin' about three, that's me Pleased to meet you, how'd you do, how are you, nothing new, How is everything with you? Whattya say I leave this jazz up to my brother --Dig dig dig my Long Island sound I hope you're puttin' it down You got me in a mood that's so romantic If you notice you can dig this silly old act Because I'm actin' so distracted when I dig you Pretty baby you will never know how much I really dig you You have got me so excited that I goofed blowin' my hornOoh bop the news is gettin' around, we're really puttin' it down We're glad of fact that you enjoy it and we wish we had the time to give you more Thank you for the compliment You told us we were better just as if we didn't know it We're hip that we're the best, we're over all the rest We're in the modern school, we always play it cool, we never play the fool The honkers and the squeakers might be stealin' the show But we don't go for that, so while we blowHi-ho, lackadaise, for it's a natural fact I ain't no kin, but I would like to get in the act!Well get outta here, get outta here, get outta here Now fellas we appreciate him makin you mad, But we must ask you to apologize Because after all he's in our bandFour brothers, four brothers, four brothers Although we sound like more Four brothers, four brothers, four brothers We're really only fourWe like to blow but we don't know how time can fly and how our cares pass away We wish the time would never go so we could take our time an' blow 'til judgement dayFour brothers, four brothers, four brothers Now just one final word:I'd like to know you and I hope I don't forget you It's really a pleasure and I hope I don't look silly to you I'm hopin' the story that I told did not upset you Sorry now in conclusion were you hoping that you heard fourSo just before we go we want you to know --- We're glad you let us show you how we always end up with that jazz (We don't call for back up on the road) Oh - ohhh!!!! |
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And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you You could add, subtract, multiply and divide by two I know today's your birthday And I did not buy no rose But I'll sing this song instead 'An I call it Popsicle ToesPopsicle Toes Popsicle Toes are always froze Popsicle Toes Oh you're so brave to expose all those Popsicle ToesYou must've been Miss Pennsylvania With your bedroom attitude How come you always load your Pentax when I'm in the nude We ought to have a birthday party And you can wear your birthday clothes We can hit the floor and go explore Those Popsicle ToesPopsicle Toes (ooh) Popsicle Toes are always froze (ooo ooh) Popsicle Toes (wah ooh) Oh you're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes (ooh)Don't 'cha know you got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw I'd like to feel your warm Brazil, touch your Panama Well your Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze We got to see-saw until we unthaw Those Popsicle ToesPopsicle Toes (wah ooh) Popsicle Toes are always froze (wah ooh) Popsicle Toes (ooh) Oh you're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes Popsicle Toes (wah ooh) Popsicle Toes are always froze (wah ooh) Popsicle Toes (ooh) Oh you're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes (Fade) |
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That certain night
The night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley SquareI may be right I may be wrong But I'm perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley SquareThe moon that lingered over London town Poor puzzled moon He wore a frownOh how could he know we two were so in love The whole wide world was upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodbye A nightingale sang in Berkeley SquareA nightingale sang. A nightingale sangThe streets of townWere paved with starsIt was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodbye A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square |
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I used to be so fancy free, Butreally lonesome as could be, Tillone lucky day, you came my way Inever knew what love was all about UNTILI MET YOU. I knew it right fromthe start I used to think there'dnever be, A girl who'd ever carefor me, Then, what d&ama know, youmade it so, I never knew what lovewas all about, UNTIL I MET YOU. Oncewe start, then we'll never part Inmy blue life, No one at all wouldeven care if I cried. (Hurtin' inside) Inmy new life, I'm walkin' tall, Igot a feelin' of pride Glowin' inside. And,lover, you're the reason why, Alonely girl is ridin' high Now,who do you see, lucky as me? I neverknew what love was all about, UNTILI MET YOU. It's cherry pink - Andapple blossom white That's right- pink and white I be tellin' y'right Who'da' ever believed a guythat Hustled pool was such a romantic; Hereally was frantic He pursue_________dme Chalkin?his cue Lemme?tell y?now,without a doubt Gettin' ready fora little romance The rustic romeopursued me Now is his chance Heshowed me such emotion that I finally That'swhat t'do if he's got some eyes -- - - - Took a notion to give in F'Hittinon you An' when y' took the notion Loveis a game Did you imagine his emotion Everybodyplays it the same Ever was the kindt' go f'coolin' It's a game - y'play by the rules Did 'ja thinkhe might be jivin' and only foolin' Thoy' know the winners are victims Ordid you appraise it as real? An'losers are fools Did you go f'whatcame? Now that you're his Or waslove in the game? He c'n put hismind t'tending t' biz If love isthe answer 'Cause thats how it is- Then you'll never, ever be quitethe same When y' find love, that'sthe one thing I'm sure you knowthat that's so You'll be sure of- Well I dropped m'heart now an'bent it Said a few sincere words Neverdreamin' that I meant it To tellyou the truth, I never, ever reallymeant to begin it How can youexplain true love? How can I disdaintrue love? Love is real excitingit's so exciting - That when it Turnedme around I didn't feel like fighting Itwouldn't a caught me Except whenI saw you I was surer than sure Thisreally couldn't be But what'y-know Itreally was so! I'm ready f'settlin'right down No more runnin' around Andthat's the truth, really the truth, Reallyain't puttin' on no act. Reallya fact Really, this ain't no timef'jivin' 'Cause what I'm tellin'y' really comes Right from thisheart of mine An' lemme tell y'there's an awful lot o' Sacrificet' lay it on the line What's thisthing people call love Somethingnobody has too much of This gameall misunderstand, but play it Onething's sure; Love's what I'm in Unloosecupid's bow, let it begin That'sit! Let that madness start! Theregoes my heart! It's got me stumblin',it's got me mumblin' I'm like aship without a rudder, A car withoutwheels Unless y' feel it, I can'treveal it Y' gotta have it happento y' T' know how it feels Onething's sure; Love has got me I'mas certain as certain can be I'myours till eternity From the daythat we met When you showed on theset I remember it yet I was knockedout I took one look at you Andwhat else could I do Love walkedin and I knew There was no doubt No,no doubt I love you, yes, I suredo, yes, I love you Yes, you knowit I know that you knew from thestart Now we two become one andwe'll make it together I neverreally knew what love was all about UNTILI MET YOU. I never really knewwhat love was all about UNTIL IMET YOU. Good - - - Shot!
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Trickle, Trickle, Splash,Splash Tell me how long will thisrain last The rain keeps droppin',there ain't no stoppin', Tell mehow long will this rain last Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don&
7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme just when this rain will stop Ronnie,dig my clothes here boy, One buttonrow Well, you know I'm sharp, asa tack, Say can you lend me yourCadillac Gotta go, gotta go to aparty - yeah Please lend me yourshow Well if I can't take it, Youknow I can't make it, I won't seemy baby no more. Ronnie,she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, AndI love her so. Well if I don't makethe party, Man - she sure to blow. Gottago, gotta go to the party - yeh, Pleaselend me your show, Well if I can'ttake it, you know I can't make it, Iwon't see my baby no more. Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don& 7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme how long will this rain last Tellme how long will it last |
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5,000 light years from Birdland
But I'm still preachin' the rhythm Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland An' I'm still teachin' it with 'emYears from the land of the Bird An' I am still feelin' the spirit 5,000 light years from Birdland But I know people can hear itBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, then played it Well-stated! Birdland-- it happened down in BirdlandOh!In the middle of that hub I remember one jazz club Where we went to pat feet Down on fifty-secon' streetEverybody heard that word That they named it after BirdWhere the rhythm swooped and swirled The jazz corner of the worldAn' the cats they gigged in there Were beyond compareBirdland - I'm singin' Birdland Birdland - Ol' swingin' BirdlandHey, man, the music really turns you on! Y' turn me on, Really, y' turn me aroun' 'N turn me onDown them stairs, lose them cares - where? Down in Birdland Total swing, bop was king - there Down in Birdland Bird would cook, May would look - where? Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - there Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - where? Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - there Down in Birdland Yeah---There may never be nothin' such as that No Mo' - No Mo' Down in Birdland, that's where it was at I know - I know Back in them days bop was ridin' high Hello! 'n goodbye!How well those cats remember Their first Birdland gig To play in Birdland is an honor we still dig Yeah---that club was like-- In another world, sure enough-- Yeah, baby All o' the cats had the cookin' on People just sat an' they was steady lookin' on Then Bird--he came 'n spread the word-- BirdlandYes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, he did, Parker played at Birdland Yes, he really did Yes, indeed, he really did Yes, he really did Told the truth down in Birdland Yes, indeed he did, Charlie Parker played in BirdlandYes, indeed, he really did Charlie Parker played in BirdlandBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, Then played it Well-stated! Birdland It happened down in BirdlandEverybody dug that beat Everybody stomped their feet Everybody digs be-bop An' they'll never stopDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah! Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah! Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in BirdlandCannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in BirdlandBasie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose y' cares -yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in BirdlandBackground Solo: Come in pairs down them stairs, lose y' cares Them that dares gits it!Pay the gate, don't be late It's a date! - whattay' know If y' dig, then you'll dig, it's a groove Quite a groove, 'cause y' t' move Come in twos, pay your duesWhat can you lose? Just your blues! So lose them!The band swingin' one and all and what a ball! Yeah!Music is good, music is better than good Pretty good Very nice Really very good - things are bein' like they should Very good -- very good -- very goodAll y' gotta do is lend an ear An' listen to it Then y' dig a little sooner than soon You'll be diggin' everything diggin' all the musicWhat a ball!How y' gonna figure out A way t' bring it all about amid a Lot o' other music on the set'n on The scene know what I mean? How y' gonna separate the music from the scene 'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean Y' gonna hear a lotta' sound -- a lotta soun' |
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Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's kind of tall He's really fine Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine And he's neat And oh so sweet And just the way he looked at me He swept me off my feet Ooo whee, you ought to come and see How he walks And how he talks Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's really down And he's no clown He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town And he's cute In his mohair suit And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see His dueling scar And brand new car Every time he says he loves me Chills run down my spine Every time he wants to kiss me He makes me feel so fine Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Well he can dance (He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-) And make romance (mance baby, cause he's a looker) That's when I feel in love With just one glance (He's sweet talking and cool) He was shy And so was I And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see He's the most From coast to coast Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City |
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Endless nights
I''d play solitaire Imagining that you were here One night flights Such heartless affairs They froze the hopes of love in me You suddenly appeared Melted all my fears Filled me with the love I needYou make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will turn out right baby Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveHeart to heart Our souls intertwine Make love and float away with me Twins of flame A love so divine I want to spend my life around you Now, now I have the strength Now I have the hopes You give me all I needTo make me smile again Like a child of three And I believe it will work out right Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my loveYou make me smile again Like a child of three Oh I believe we''ll live a dream for two Oh you make me smile again Hold me in your arms Oh love, my love |
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Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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If you ever
Plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66It winds from Chicago to LA More than two thousand miles all the way Hey, get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Hey Janis, now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Get your kicks on Route six six Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route six sixWhoo whoo ------ |
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Turnin' back the hands of time
Holdin' on to misty memories Chasin' shadows thru the night Tryin' to find that happy ending Reaching out for another chance at heaven We can still find the way if we tryYou gotta believe in the mystery How it used to be We were more than lonely drifters in the dark Oh I can remember the sun inside When love held us tight Can't you see I need that magic in my heart Instead of it tearing apartDiamonds shinin' in the night Lyin' soft and warm together Only images survive Can't this dream go on forever? There is still time to lock away the sadness Let the secrets of love start to smileIt's only believin' the mystery Like it used to be Baby bring back all the passion to my life Oh don't you remember the tender days All the love we made Can't we feel that warm sensation here tonight, oh....Lonely spirits seem to whisper in the wind It's a silent song that's never meant to be Since the dawn of time the mystery never ends We can find forever If we let love rise againWon't you reach for another chance at heaven We can still find the way if we tryIt's only believin' in the mystery How it used to be Baby bring back all the passion to my life Oh cause I can remember the tender days All the love we made I need to feel that warm sensation - oh babyMystery How it used to be We were oh so much more Oh baby, don't you remember (sun inside) (held us tight) Love held us tight Turn around and look at me baby Oh we gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back Please take me there - Oh I remember all the passion Tender days - all the love we made And I need to feel you baby.... |
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Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Dit dot ditty, Baby come home to me I sent my baby a telegram asking to be her man Begging her to come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Oh I dotted the I's and I crossed the T's And I'm begging pretty please Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Dit dot.. Baby I want your love Woo-oo Baby I need your love Ooo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot. Got to have your love Woo-oo Can't live without your love Woo-oo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Oh I made mistakes, yes that's the truth But the biggest one I made with you Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me) I thought that you would understand I'm just a one woman man Not like before so come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Dit dot... Baby I want your love Woo-oo Baby I need your love Ooo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot... Got to have your love Woo-oo Can't live without your love Woo-oo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Ooo, aahh (Baby come home to me) I said Come back come back to me Come back come back to me Come back baby come back to me Come back come back to me Come back come back to me Come back baby come back to me (Repeat to fade) |
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My, my Oh the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooo that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove It's cookin'Want some more We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazzKansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top Blow your ownOoo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Ooo c'est si bon Ooo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Soul food to goYeah, yeah yeah... |
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So you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say I should try Just to let the flame inside me die I should try So you say Against the wind With my face turned to the empty side Of loneliness Midnight black and blueSo you say That the world will keep on turning So you say So you say Tell me why All the stars have lost their mystery now Tell me why Tell me how Where love has been The taste of wine Seems to linger on like distant perfume And all of the memories Carelessly left behind Ghosts and lies They haunt me wherever I goSo you say That the pain of love will pass away So you say So you say Before goodbye I look for the fire behind your eyes But they're cold as ice I hear in your voice The echo of love that's gone by Now I cry I'll love you for all of my lifeSo you say It's a feeling I'll get over someday So you say So you say |
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Gather roun' 'n hear my story Oh boy! 'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town (Stompin' it off, stompin' it off...) He heard a local pianist What joy! Stompin' out music on an old upright pi-ano Here comes King that was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way (Here he comes-Master of the stomp) Ol' Jelly knew the fella could play Dig him! by the things he heard his right hand say (Now - we're gonna romp)(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)When Jelly Roll demanded his name Hail! King Porter Well, the man responded "Porter King" (Dig 'Im!) By order! Well, Jelly lef' th' city, but he wrote (Dig 'Im!) Y' wanna dig 'im a rompin' ditty 'bout the Porter (Dig 'Im!) Y' gonna dig 'im who was "King O' The Stomp" Porter King sho' can stompJelly wrote a ditty 'bout a fella who could romp This is the tune - "King Porter Stomp"When Porter's stridin' hands are flyin' An' all his fingers are testifyin' His two feet stompin' in ragged time That's a feelin' that is so sublime - Y' dig it?He's generatin' so much excitement Y' keep forgettin' just what uptight meant N' that's that fella named Porter King His style's the essence o' Swing(Well, well, well)Oh, well, go on n' tell itCheryl's solo: When Jelly first heard Porter King He declared he heard the very heart an' soul of swing A certain ragged kind o' romp in between a jump and a stomp When Jelly heard, well, he really knew because he played too That Porter was a King, really n' truly a stone king Another thing, somethin' never heard of "Somethin' else" is the sort o' phrase A fella'd prob'ly have t'use if'e was gonna describe the way Porter playsThere never was - an never's gonna be another strider fine as he I know no other ear will ever hear another like it here.Cheryl's solo background: Who you hunchin'? Dig them stompin' See them bunchin' They rompn'Sweat is poppin' Hips're rollin' Funk is droppin' Souls soulin'Heat is massin' Folks're swingin' Time is passin' Arms flingin'There's contagion Takin' over Swing is ragin' All overJanis' solo: Hey!!! Stop that!!! That stomp knocked me outta my hat! Who's that abusin' piano? Tell me his name, because he's boun' f' fame 'N how'd he figure such rhythm? Did he bring it here with 'im? What kinda cat is King Porter? Plinkin' an' plunkin' that romp he calls a stomp.Janis' solo backgrounds: Everybody groovin' and gigglin' Mercy! Take a look at that wigglin' See the cutie in the corner She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her shoes The folks are hoopin' n' hoppin' Dig how all the fingers're poppin' Over there's a wild cat stone drunk The floor be his bunk.Tim's solo: Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp Just keep on ballin' till we start fallin' right through the floor It's so natch'ral You want more? Come - git it!Porter - he's the King! He knows how to stomp an' swing, That's King Porter Master of how to stompTim's solo backgrounds: Outside the moon is beamin' Inside the joint is steamin' Them folks can really, really party All night long Porter's stompin' Gits everybody rompin' Then everybody knows that one thing Porter's king.Who's the absolute Master of Stomp? King Porter! The rollicking Rajah of Romp? King Porter! The plinkin'est plunker This side o' the border? Who? Except King PorterWho is the King of the Keys? King Porter! An' constantly able to please? King Porter! An' who tickles ivories like nobody livin'? That's King Porter! He's the man!Unloosen yo' shoes (unloosen yo' shoes) Start payin' them dues (start payin' them dues) Git shed o' them blues Git shed o' them - Dang them blue! You don't shed 'em, you lose Spend a quarter! (spend a quarter) Give the order! (give the order) Mr. Porter - Mister Barrellhouse man git t' stompin' Make 'em git hot - git 'em rompin The got t' dig King Porter Stomp! |
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Adore the sun As he shines his light On each and every one Still, those clouds can hide his light Till the day becomes like night So my light heart would darken too If I ever lost youAs the clouds begin to shed Their tears of rain So my aching heart would Shed its tears of pain Till that happy moment when Darkened clouds roll by and then White and fluffy clouds Adore the sun once againCheryl's Solo: When I was young I'd long to touch a cloud On my back on a bed of green I'd contemplate the cloud scene They would form themselves into a lot o' different kinds o' pictures Of the kind that pre-existed in my mind Paintin' the kind o' scene That I never saw on a wide screen Look! Ain't that Moses on the mount! There! Monte Christo an' a gallant count! Four white horses and a coach Proceeding madly to approach the sunlit castle of his majesty the kingIsn't that a flying saucer and a pilgrim out of Chaucer going by? They're all right there in a cloud Standing tall and proud How thrilling to see! A panorama that will never end like the movies do "Cause they're yours alone an' under your direction How'd y'like the movie that was showin' t'day? An' what a cast! An' not only the casting but a story full of glory everlasting the errant, fluffy clouds doing everything they have always done Like adore the sun Come out an' do their thing againStephane Grappelli/Stochelo Rosenberg Solo See the white, fluffy clouds adore the sun As he shines his light on each and every one White and fluffy clouds adore the sun Once again. |
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