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My grand-ma and your grand-ma were
Sit-tin' by the fire. - My grand-ma told Your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."-- Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- Look at my king all dressed in red.- I-KO, I-KO, un-day. I bet-cha five dol-lars he'll kill you dead.-- Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕 Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- My flag boy and your flag boy were Sit-tin' by the fire. - My flag boy told Your flag boy: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire." Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- See that guy all dressed in green ? - I-KO, I-KO, un-day. He's not a man; He's a lov-in' ma-chine.-- Jock-a mo fee na-n챕.-- Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- |
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Blue skies
Smiling at me Nothing but blue skies Do I see Bluebirds Singing a song Nothing but bluebirds All day long Never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days All of them gone Nothing but blue skies From now on I should care if the wind blows east or west I should fret if the worst looks like the best I should mind if they say it cant be true I should smile, that's exactly what I do ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By COCUP, ANDREW / FINDLAY, TOM / BERLIN, IRVING <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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| 4:29 |
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I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong time
I'd have said the right thing but I must have used the wrong line I been in the right trip but I must have used the wrong car My head was in a bad place and I'm wondering what it's good for I been the right place but it must have been the wrong time My head was in a bad place but I'm having such a good time I been running trying to get hung up in my mind Got to give myself a good talking-to this time Just need a little brain salad surgery Got to cure this insecurity I been in the wrong place but it must have been the right time I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong song I been in the right vein but it seems like the wrong arm I been in the right world but it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong Slipping dodging sneaking creeping hiding out down the street See me life shaking with every ho' I meet Refried confusion is making itself clear Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong time I'd have said the right thing but I must have used the wrong line I'd have took the right road but I must have took a wrong turn Would've made the right move but I made it at the wrong time I been on the right road but I must have used the wrong car My head was in a good place and I wonder what it's bad for |
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Another bride, another groom
Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice It's really killin' that he's so willin' For makin' whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture that same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring He's washin' dishes and baby clothes He's so ambitious he even sews But don't forget folks that's what you get folks For makin' whoopee Another year or maybe less What's this I hear' Well, can't you guess' She feels neglected and he's suspected Of makin' whoopee She sits alone, most every night He doesn't phone, he doesn't write He says he's busy but she says, 'Is he' He's makin' whoopee He doesn't make much money Only five thousand per Some judge who thinks he's funny Says, 'You'll pay six to her' He says, 'Judge, suppose I fail' Judge say, 'Budge, right into jail You'd better keep her', yeah, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee Than makin' whoopee Than makin', makin', makin' |
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Goin' back home, fe nan e'
To the land of the beautiful queen Goin back to home to my baby Goin' back to New Orleans (Spoken: On the double, here comes the Neville Brothers!) Seeing na-na, my parin, Couzine and my ma and pa Want to plant my feet on Rampart Street Be there for the Mardi Gras Goin' back home, fe nan e' And never more will I roam Goin get me fill of that etoufee Cus New Orleans is my home (Spoken: Is that a jumbo jet? No, that's Big Al comin' to put a hurt on you) (Spoken: On the level, there's Charlie Neville) Get some crawfish, jambalaya Red beans and fine pralines Get some lovin' that gonna satisfy Home in New Orleans (Neville Brothers) Goin' back home, fe nan e' In the land of the Carnival Queen I'm goin' back home to my baby Goin' back to New Orleans I want go back home Back where I'm little known Yeah, home, boss You're home sweet home. (Here come Pete Fountain) I want to see some On that Mardi Gras queen Good red beans Baby, I want to go back home Home, sweet home Home back to New Orleans (fade out with the Neville Brothers) Goin' back home, fe nan e' In the land of the Carnival Queen I'm goin' back home to my baby Goin' back to New Orleans |
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Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue
The band was jumpin', the people too Ah, mess around They doin' the mess around They doin' the mess around, Everybody doin' the mess around Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul They did the boogie-woogie, with a sturdy roll (?) They mess around They doin' the mess around They doin' the mess around, Everybody doin' the mess around Now, ah, when I say stop don't you move a peg When I say go, just ah, shake your leg And do the mess around I declare, do the mess around Yeah do the mess around, Everybody's doin' the mess around Now let me have it there boy Now you got it boy (Yeah, ah, mess around, go on mess around) (Mess around, boy) Now this band's goin' to play from, 9 to 1 Everybody here's gonna have some fun Doin' the mess around Ah, doin' the mess around They doin' the mess around, Everybody doin' the mess around Now you see that girl, with that, diamond ring She knows how to, shake that thing Mess around I declare, she can mess around Ah, mess around, Everybody do the mess around |
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