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Dance to the Music
Cynthia: Say, get up and dance to the music! Get on up and dance to the music! All: Dance to the Music, Dance to the Music Freddie: Hey Greg! Greg: What? Freddie: All we need is a drummer, for people who only need a beat I'm gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet Larry: I'm gonna add some bottom, so that the dancers just won't hide Sly: You might like to hear my organ I said "Ride Sally Ride" now Freddie: You might like to hear the horns blowin', Cynthia on the drone, yeah! Cynthia & Jerry got a message they're sayin': Cynthia: All the squares, go home! All: Dance to the Music, Dance to the Music |
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Life
All: Life, Life Past the clouds You don't have to come down Life, Life Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Larry: You might get angry some times But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do Is get your livin' down (CHORUS) Sly: You might be scared of somethin' -- look at Mr. Stewart! He's the only person he has to fear He'd only let himself get near He don't trust nobody If he stopped bein' so shady He could have a nice young lady (CHORUS) Freddie: You're gonna be sad sometime You might wake up to find your pet is gone But maybe He's tired of bein' alone Dog gets hip, it has to go If you're lovin' you can't be sad no more (CHORUS) |
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Fun
Girls: Fun Boys: When I party I party hearty Fun is on my mind Girls: Fun Boys: Put a smile on your face Leave that bummer behind Girls: Fun Boys: There's a sister and there's a brother Havin' fun with each other Girls: Fun Boys: Daddy always hangs up the boys He just wants to party with mother Freddie: A private thought cannot be bought But you know what you have to do "Socketh unto others As you would have them socketh to you" Girls: Fun Boys: When I party I party hearty Fun is on my mind Girls: Fun Boys: Put a smile on your face Leave that bummer behind Girls: Fun Boys: There's a sister and there's a brother Havin' fun with each other Girls: Fun Boys: Daddy always hangs up the boys He just wants to party with mother Girls: Fun x 8 Boys: When I party I party hearty Fun is on my mind Put a smile on your face Leave that bummer behind |
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Sing a Simple Song
Sing a simple song Yeah, yeah, yeah, etc. I'm talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' in my sleep I'm walkin' walkin' walkin' walkin' walkin' in the street Time is passin' I grow older Things are happening fast All I have to hold onto is a simple song at last Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah, etc. Sing a simple song Try a little do re me fa so la ti do Yeah, yeah, yeah, etc. I'm livin' livin' livin' life with all its ups and downs I'm givin' givin' givin' love and smilin' at the frowns You're in trouble when you find it's hard for you to smile A simple song might make it better for a little while Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah. yeah, etc. I'm talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' I'm walkin' walkin' walkin' walkin I'm livin' livin' livin' love I'm livin' lovin' know about lovin' Everybody sing together Yeah, yeah. yeah. etc. |
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Everyday People
Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then Makes no difference what group I'm in I am everyday people, yeah yeah There is a blue one who can't accept the green one For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Oh sha sha - we got to live together I am no better and neither are you We are the same whatever we do You love me you hate me you know me and then You can't figure out the bag l'm in I am everyday people, yeah yeah There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair For bein' such a rich one that will not help the poor one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Oh sha sha-we got to live together There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one That won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one And different strokes for different folks |
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Stand!
Stand In the end you'll still be you One that's done all the things you set out to do Stand There's a cross for you to bear Things to go through if you're going anywhere Stand For the things you know are right It s the truth that the truth makes them so uptight Stand All the things you want are real You have you to complete and there is no deal Stand. stand, stand Stand. stand, stand Stand You've been sitting much too long There's a permanent crease in your right and wrong Stand There's a midget standing tall And the giant beside him about to fall Stand. stand, stand Stand. stand, stand Stand They will try to make you crawl And they know what you're saying makes sense and all Stand Don't you know that you are free Well at least in your mind if you want to be |
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Freddie: Feeling's gettin stronger Larry: Music's gettin longer too Rose: Music is flashin me Sly: I want to take you higher Baby baby baby light my fire All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Freddie: Feeling's nitty-gritty Larry: Sound is in the city too Rose: Music's still flashin' me Sly: Don't ya want to get higher Baby baby baby light my fire. All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Sly: Harmonica solo All Repeated: Higher! Sly: C'mon light my fire Want to take you higher All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Freddie: Feeling that should make you move Larry: Sounds that should help you groove Rose: Music still flashin' me Sly: Take your places I want to take you higher Baby baby baby light my fire. Freddie: Guitar solo All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka All Repeated: Higher! Sly: Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc. Cynthia: Trumpet solo All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher! Larry: Bass solo All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher! Jerry: Sax solo All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka |
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You can make it if you try You can make it if you try Push a little harder Think a little deeper Don't let the plastic bring you down Chorus: Ail together now Yeah, yean. yeah. etc. You can make it if you try You can make it if you try Time is still creeping Specially when you're sleeping Wake up and go for what you know (Repeat Chorus) You'll get what's due you And everything coming to you You got to move if you want to be ahead (Repeat Chorus) |
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All: End of the spring and here she comes back
Hi Hi Hi Hi there Them summer days, those summer days That's when I had most of my fun, back high high high high there Them summer days, those summer days Rose: I "cloud nine" when I want to Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: First of the fall and then she goes back Bye bye bye bye there Them summer days, those summer days Rose: "Boop-boop-ba-boop-boop" when I want to Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 |
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Lookin' at the devil
Grinnin' at his gun Fingers start shakin' I begin to run Bullets start chasin' I begin to stop We begin to wrestle I was on the top I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Stiff all in the collar Fluffy in the face Chit chat chatter tryin' Stuffy in the place Thank you for the party But I could never stay Many thangs is on my mind Words in the way I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Dance to the music All nite long Everyday people Sing a simple song Mama's so happy Mama start to cry Papa still singin' You can make it if you try I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Different strokes for different folks, yeah Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Flamin' eyes of people fear Burnin' into you Many men are missin' much Hatin' what they do Youth and truth are makin' love Dig it for a starter, now Dyin' young is hard to take Sellin' out is harder Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin Thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin I want to thank you falettinme Be mice elf agin |
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Everybody is a star
Who can rain, chase the dust away Everybody wants to shine Ooh, come out on a cloudy day 'Til the sun that loves you proud When the system tries to bring you down Every hand to shine tonight You don't need darkness to do what you think is right Ba pa-pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba, ba-pa ba-pa ba ba, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Everybody is a star I can feel it when you shine on me I love you for who you are Not the one you feel you need to be Ever catch a falling star Ain't no stopping 'til it's in the ground Everybody is a star One big circle going round and round Ba pa-pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba, ba-pa ba-pa ba ba, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ba pa-pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba, ba-pa ba-pa ba ba, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ba pa-pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba pa-pa ba ba ba, ba-pa ba-pa ba ba, shine, shine, shine, shine (repeat and fade) |
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It's a family affair, It's a family affair.
One child grows up to be Somebody that just loves To learn. And another child grows up to be Somebody you'd just love To burn. Mom loves the both of them You see it's in the blood Both kids are good to Mom "Blood's thicker than mud." It's a family affair, It's a family affair. Newlywed a year ago. But you're still checking Each other out. Nobody wants to blow Nobody wants to be Left out. You can't leave, 'cause your Heart is there. But you can't stay, 'cause You been somewhere else! You can't cry, 'cause you'll Look broke down But you're cryin' anyway 'Cause you're all broke Down! It's a family affair, |
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Running away
To get away, Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! You're wearing out your shoes. Looh at you fooling you! Making Blues Of day and night. Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee! You're stretching out your dues. The shorter cut is quicker, But . . . Ha! Ha! il l Hd Time k here to stay! Look at you fooling you! The deeper in debt The harder You bet, Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee! Need more room to play! Look at you fooling you! Another day You're farther away. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! A lonpr trip back home |
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If You Want Me To Stay
I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go And then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me You'll never be in doubt That's what it's all about You can't take me for granted and smile Count the days I'm gone Forget reaching me by phone Because I promise I'll be gone for a while When you see me again I hope that you have been The kind of person that you really are now You got to get it straight How could I ever be late When you're my woman takin' up my time How could you ever allow I guess I wonder how How could you get out of pocket for fun When you know that you never number two Number one gonna be number one I'll be good I wish I could Get this message over to you now When you see me again I hope that you have been The kind of person you really are now I'll be so good I wish I could Get the message over to you now |
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Que Sera, Sera
(Whatever Will Be, Will Be) When I was just a little girl I asked my Mother, "What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?" Here's what she said to me: "Oue sera sera, Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover, "What will I be? Will I have rainbows Day after day" Here's what my lover said: "Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." Now I have children of my own, They ask their Mother, "What will I be? Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?" I tell them tenderly: "Que sera sera, Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." |
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