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Well my sweet baby wears fishnet stockins
When she starts a rockin' man there ain't no stoppin' Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins Well, she's got a pair in pink - Got a pair in red - When she puts the black ones on, she makes me use my head Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins One time! Well, she's got a pair in pink - Got a pair in red - When she puts the black ones on, she makes me use my head Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins Rock it again now! Well, ya know my sweet baby wears fishnet stockins When she starts a rockin' man there ain't no stoppin' Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins |
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Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh,
Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies' cat, A feline Casanova, hey man, thats where its at Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man Get my dinner from a garbage can Yeah don't cross my path I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alley looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry, "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy." I wish I could be as carefree and wild, But I got cat class and I got cat style. I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alley looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry, "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy." I wish I could be as carefree and wild, But I got cat class and I got cat style. |
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Well there's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearing black drape coats, all real gone guys The cool skinheads with the rolled up jeans Looking 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 hooks under their collars, Got razors in their shoes "Go cat go" is their battle cry World War Three is starting to brew Now, the skinheads all use black jacks And they're looking mighty mean They got chains wrapped around their fingers And their heads are all shaven clean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight, There ain't a goddamn thing that the cops can do, There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Well there ain't a man left standing, 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 goddamn 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 Well man there ain't a goddamn thing that the cops can do, So line back up for a side line view Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There's a rumble in Brighton tonight |
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Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born, Throw your clothes into a duffle bag Shoutin' as ya slam the door home is a drag Who can I turn to and where can I stay ? I heard a place is open all night and all day There's a place you can go where the cops don't know You can act real wild they don't treat you like a child Runaway boys Your hair's all greasy and you feel like a slob, You're only fifteen and you can't get a job, Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games Losing all your quarters, man it's always the same Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy, Slip into the alley with the Runaway boys Runnin' faster, faster all the time You're under age and God knows, that's a crime ! Runaway boys |
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Yeah, punch my card at five o'clock
Friday night and I'm ready to rock Hit the switch, spin the dial Can't find nothing with a rockin' style Something's wrong with my radio It says slow down, I say go They might stare, but baby I don't care We're gonna rock rock rock Grease my hair count my dough Tell that D.J. where to go Try to listen for a little while But long-haired music it cramps my style Something's wrong with my radio It says slow down, I say go They might stare, but baby I don't care We're gonna rock rock rock Well hunk my horn in jumps my gal Just one look and it straightens her curls Radio is off I have a hunch Radio station is out to lunch Something's wrong with my radio It says slow down but I say go They might stare, but baby I don't care We're gonna rock rock rock Something's wrong with my radio Something's wrong with my radio Oooh, there is something wrong with my radio Something's wrong with my radio They might stare, but baby I don't care We're gonna rock rock rock |
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I've saved a place in my heart
For your warm sweet embrace I've saved a place by my side For you And your farewell, just for the record Sounded so sincere And the girl on my left Is looking better every beer I've done my time, I've paid my dues Just to see the skies of blue It's just as hard being lonely As it is to be with you And when you parted You just knew I'd Drown in my own tear And the girl on my left Is looking better every beer I've given up Feeling sorry For myself I've still some pride Left in me And I'll find someone else I've saved a place in my heart For your warm sweet embrace I've saved a place by my side For you And your farewell, just for the record Sounded so sincere And the girl on my left Is looking better every beer |
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Breaking rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Well I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Well I miss my baby and I feel so bad I guess my race is run She's the best friend I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Well I'm robbin' people with a six gun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Well I miss my baby and the good fun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Well I miss my baby and I feel so bad I guess my race is run She's the best friend I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won |
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10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off Well I left planet earth one fine spring day Ran a red light on the milky way I ran rings around Saturn and shot past the moon Destination Mars and I'll be there soon I'm the rockingest cat in the galaxy 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off Well I didn't take a bath in 48 hours So I took a detour and had a meteor shower Had a date with Venus and I wanted more So I gave mr. Spock a pompadour I'm the rockingest cat in the galaxy 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too I had a martian burger and a sonic shake Then I went and had a hotdog with a Jupite shake hey hey hey I'm the rockingest cat in the galaxy 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off |
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Well my baby and me went out late Saturday night
I had my hair piled high and my baby just looks so right Well, pick you up at ten got to have you home by two, Mama don't know what I've got in store for you Well that's alright 'cause we're looking as cool as can be Well we found a little place that really didn't look half bad I'll have 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 C'mon pretty baby, let's get outta here right away. We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town, make 'm scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock man rock, rock We're gonna rock till we pop, We're gonna roll till we drop We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out Well we're having a ball just bopping on the big dance floor Well there's a real square cat he looks nineteen seventy four Well, you look at me once, you look at me twice, You look at me again there's gonna be a fight We're gonna rock this town, we're gonna rip this place apart We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town, make 'm scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock man rock, rock We're gonna rock till we pop, We're gonna roll till we drop We're gonna rock this town, rock this place apart We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town, make 'm scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock man rock, rock We're gonna rock till we pop, We're gonna roll till we drop We're gonna 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 out |
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All night long way black top highway midnight hittin' a groove
Mustang radio rag top jukebox hound dog don't be cruel Roadside rest stop all night truck stop side show out of a van Rhinestone lunchbox ashtray junk shop key chain hittin' the fan Elvis on velvet - don't know why it makes me blue Elvis on velvet - it's got a strange effect on you Elvis on velvet - somehow it makes me mad Elvis on velvet - and I can see him tonight up on the road ahead Well drift back daydream Memphis street scene 1955 Street flair flat bed three piece string band shakin' man alive Then heartbreak hotel, jailhouse rock, love me tender please I'm all shooked up, too much, so treat me nice and wear my ring Elvis on velvet - don't know why it makes me blue Elvis on velvet - it's got a strange effect on you Elvis on velvet - somehow it makes me mad Elvis on velvet - and I can see him tonight up on the road ahead Well graceland wasteland right this way ma'am one low price to pay His life, his love, his home, his stuff, his final resting place Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, thy records re-released All kneel to second guess and bless him, let him rest in peace Elvis on velvet - don't know why it makes me blue Elvis on velvet - it's got a strange effect on you Elvis on velvet - somehow it makes me mad Elvis on velvet - and I can see him tonight up on the road ahead |
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