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A stranger lying on a bar room floor
Had drank so much he could drink no more, So he fell asleep with a troubled brain To dream that he rode on that downbound train. The engine with blood was sweaty and damp And brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp, And imps for fuel were shovelling bones While the furnace rang with a thousand groans. The boiler was filled with lager beer The devil himself was the engineer, The passengers were most a motley crew, Some were foreigners and others he knew. Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in rags Handsome young ladies and wicked old hags. As the train rushed on at a terrible pace Sulphuric fumes scorched their hands and face, Wider and wider the country grew Faster and faster the engine flew, Louder and louder the thunder crashed Brighter and brighter the lighting flashed, Hotter and hotter the air became Till their clothes were burned and they were screaming with pain. Then out of the distance there came a yell Ha ha said the devil we're nearing home, Oh how the passengers shrieked with pain And begged old Satan to stop that train. The stranger awoke with an anguished cry His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high, He fell on his knees on the bar room floor And prayed a prayer like never before. And the prayers and vows were not in vain For he never rode that downbound train. |
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As I was motivatin'
Back in town I saw a Cadillac sign Sayin' "No Money Down" So I eased on my brakes And I pulled in the drive Gunned my motor twice Then I walked inside Dealer came to me Said "Trade in you Ford And I'll put you in a car That'll eat up the road Just tell me what you want And then sign on that line And I'll have it brought down to you In a hour's time" I'm gonna get me a car And I'll be headed on down the road Then I won't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford "Well Mister I want a yellow convertible Four - door de Ville With a Continental spare And a wide chrome wheel I want power steering And power brakes I want a powerful motor With a jet off - take I want air condition I want automatic heat And I want a full Murphy bed In my back seat I want short - wave radio I want TV and a phone You know I gotta talk to my baby When I'm ridin' alone" Yes I'm gonna get that car And I'm gonna head on down the road Yeah, then I won't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford "I want four carburetors And two straight exhausts I'm burnin' aviation fuel No matter what the cost I want railroad air horns And a military spark And I want a five - year guarantee On everything I got I want ten - dollar deductible I want twenty dollar notes I want thirty thousand liability" That's all she wrote I got me a car And I'm headed on down the road No money down I don't have to worry About that broken - down, raggedy Ford |
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I'm gonna give you thirty days to get back home
I done called up the gypsey woman on the telephone She gonna send out a world wide hoodoo that'll be the very thing that'll suit you I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days (thirty days) Oh thirty days (thirty days) Baby, I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Gonna send out a world wide hoodoo that'll be the very thing that'll suit you I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days. I done talked to the judge in private early this morning And he took me to the sheriff's office to sign a warrant Gonna put a false charge agin' ya That'll be the very thing that'll send ya I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days (thirty days) Oh thirty days (thirty days) I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Gonna put a false charge agin' ya that'll be the very thing that'll send ya I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days If I don't get no satisfaction from the judge I'm gonna take it to the FBI and voice my grudge If they don't give me no consolation I'm gonna take it to the United Nations I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days (thirty days) Oh thirty days (thirty days) Baby I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days You don't give me no consolation I'm gonna take it to the United Nations I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days |
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I saw you over there
But what could I do? I couldn't stand and stare Or come and talk to you And it is always fair To formally be introduced? To you especially I took it on my own To come an talk to you Because you were alone I hope I didn't intrude Observing you had shown That you were so lonely and blue Nothing beats a failure like a try There's a great reward Someone will surely hail you If you try But you must try hard And if I hadn't tried I wonder where I'd be If I upon relied On fate you meeting me But because I tried Together we'll always be Nothing beats a failure like a try There's a great reward Someone will surely hail you Oh darling Together we'll always be ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By JOHN CLIFFO BARRY, NIKOLAJ TARASOV, PAUL BONIN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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In the wee, wee hours
That's when I think of you In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you You say, but yet I wonder If your love was ever true In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you I wonder if you still remember All the things we used to do One little song For a fading memory One little song For a fading memory Of the one I really love The only one for me |
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| 2:44 |
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I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made It was a Flight DeVille With a powerful motor And some hideaway wings Push in on the button and you will hear her sing Now you can't catch me Baby, you can't catch me 'Cause if you get too close You know I'm gone like a cool breeze New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours I was rolling slowly 'cause of drizzlin' showers Here come a flattop, he was movin' up with me Then come wavin' goodbye In a little, old suped-up mini I put my foot in my tank and I begin to roll Moanin' sirens, 'twas the state patrol So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn Bye-bye New Jersey I become airborne Now you can't catch me Baby you can't catch me 'Cause if you get too close You know I'm gone like a cool breeze Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night Wasn't a gray cloud floatin' in sight Big full moon shinin' up above Cuddle up honey, be my love Sweetest little thing I ever seen I'm gonna name you Mabelline Flyin' on the beam set on flight control Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll Two, three hours a-passed us by Altitude dropped to 505 Fuel consumption way too fast Let's get on home before we run out of gas Now you can't catch me No baby, you can't catch me 'Cause if you get too close You know I'm gone like a cool breeze |
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| 2:20 |
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A-a-arrested on charges of unemployment
He was sitting in the witness stand The judges wife called up the district attorney She said, "Free that brown-eyed man. If you want your job, you better free that brown-eyed man." Flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a woman walkin' 'cross the sand. She'd been walking thirty miles en route to Bombay To meet a brown-eyed handsome man, Her destination was a brown-eyed handsome man. Way back in history, three thousand years, In fact ever since the world began, There's been a whole lotta good women shedding tears All for a brown-eyed handsome man, (It)'sa lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man. Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind Between a doctor and a lawyer man. Her mother told her, "Darling go out and find yourself A brown-eyed handsome man, Just like your daddy He's a brown-eyed handsome man." Marlo Venus was a beautiful lass, She had the world in the palm of her hand She lost both her arms in a wrestling match To meet a brown-eyed handsome man, She fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man. 2-3 the count with nobody on He hit a high fly into the stands Round to third, he was headed for home It was a brown-eyed handsome man that won the game It was a brown-eyed handsome man. |
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| 2:51 |
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Who set my heart
Ever - drifting? You, from the start never lifting I fight it but it downs me Despite the joy around me I can't free myself from sorrow All through the day it's a wonder Fall will the night, still I wonder If I'm the only Or are you as lonely Come home to me tomorrow Why should the past so change How you feel! Oh but I ask you "Forgive, if you will" These lonely hours are So hard to bear I don't deny that I was unfair You paid enough to be gay Who made me love you this way? So give me the chance To renew our romance For this time I know it will stay Oh yes, this time I know it will stay |
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| 3:07 |
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Havana moon, Havanna moon
Me all alone with jug of rum Me stand and wait for boat to come Is long de night, is quiet de dark De boat she late, it's twelve o'clock Me watch de tide easin' in Is low de moon but high de wind Havana moon, Havana moon Me all alone, me open de rum Is long de wait for boat to come American girl come back to me We'll sail away across de sea We'll dock in New York De buildin's high We find a home in de sky Havana moon, Havana moon Me still alone, me sip de rum Me wonder when de boat she come To bring me love, oh sweet little thing She rock'n'roll, she dance and sing She hold me tight, she touch me lips Me eyes they close, me heart she flip Havana moon, Havana moon But still alone me drinkin' de rum Begin to think de boat no come American girl she tell a lie She say "Till then," she mean "Goodbye " Havana moon, Havana moon Me lay down alone, was good de rum Me fall asleep, de boat she come De girl she look till come de dawn She weep and cry, return for home De whistle blow, me open me eyes Was bright de sun, was blue de sky Me grab me shoes, me jump and run Me see de boat head for horizon Havana moon, is gone de rum De boat she sail, my love she gone Havana moon, Havana moon Havana moon, Havanna moon |
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| 2:26 |
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Well I'm-a write a little letter
I'm gonna mail it to my local D.J. Yeah and it's a jumpin' little record I want my jockey to play Roll over Beethoven I gotta hear it again today You know my temperature's risin' The jukebox's blowin' a fuse My heart beatin' rhythm And my soul keep-a singing the blues Roll over Beethoven And tell Tchaikovsky the news I got the rockin' pneumonia I need a shot of rhythm and blues I caught the rollin' athritis Sittin' down at a rhythm review Roll over Beethoven They rockin' in two by two Well if you feel and like it Go get your lover then reel and rock it Roll it over then move on up, yes-a Try for further then Reel and rock with one another Roll over Beethoven And dig these rhythm and blues Well early in the mornin' And I'm givin' you my mornin' Don't you step on my blue suede shoes Hey diddle-diddle, I'm-a play my fiddle Ain't got nothing to lose Roll over Beethoven And tell Tchaikovsky the news You know she wiggle like a glow worm Dance like a spinnin' top She got a crazy partner You oughta see 'em reel an rock Long as she got a dime The music will never stop Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven And dig these rhythm and blues |
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Runnin' to and fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never failed in the mail, yet come a rotten bill Too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Salesman talking to me tryin' to run me up a creek Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked Wants me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book Ha, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school No need to be complainin', my objections overruled Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail I ought to sue the operator for tellin' me a tale Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in I been to Yokohama, been a fightin' in the war Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car Ha, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business I don't want your botheration, go away, leave me be Too much monkey business for me |
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Baby doll, when bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll, will it end for you and me? We'll sing old alma mater And think of things that used to be I remember so well back when the weather was cool We used to have so much fun when we were walking to school If we stopped off to hear the latest songs they sing And we'd just make it in before the bell would ring Baby doll, when bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll, will it end for you and me? We'll sing the old alma mater And think of things that used to be Oh baby doll, when bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll, will it end for you and me? We'll sing the old alma mater And think of things that used to be When the teacher was gone, that's when we had a ball We used to dance and play all up and down the hall We had a portable radio, we was ballin' the jacks But we'd be all back in order when the teacher got back Oh baby doll, when bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll, will it end for you and me? We'll sing old alma mater And think of things that used to be |
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Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and shout It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am Every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day And if you wanna hear some music like the boys are playin' Hold tight, pat your foot, don't let 'em carry it away Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud Oh, don't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd You can't dance, I know you wish you could I got my eyes on you baby, 'cause you dance so good Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day Don't let him steal your heart away I've got to learn to dance if it takes you all night and day Oh Carol |
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| 2:43 |
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Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
(루이지애나 주 안의 뉴올리언즈 시에서 조금떨어진) Way back up in the woods among the evergreens (깊은 산속 나무가 울창한 숲속에) There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood (나무로 만든 오두막집이 하나 있었지) Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode (거기 조니 B. 구드 라는 소년이 살고있었다네) Who never ever learned to read or write so well (글을 쓰고 읽을줄은 몰라도) But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell (기타 하나만큼은 기가 막히게 연주했지) Go~~ Go~~ (멋지다) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Johnny B. Goode (조니 B. 구드) He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack (그는 자신의 기타를 삼배자루에 넣고 다녔네) And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track (그리곤 기찻길 옆 숲 사이에 앉았네) The engineer could see him sitting in the shade (오, 기관사가 나무 그늘 아래 있는 그를 보았네) Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made (운전자가 만든 리듬을 타고 있는) The people passing by, they would stop and say (지나가는 사람들이 멈추고 말하길) "Oh my, how that little country boy could play" ("오 세상에, 어린 촌뜨기녀석이 연주할줄아는군") Go~~ Go~~ (멋지다) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~ Johnny go~ go~ (조니, 계속 연주해) Johnny B. Goode (조니 B. 구드) His mother told him "someday you will be a man" (그의 엄마가 말하길 "너는 멋진 남자가 되어) You will be the leader of a big old band (멋진 밴드의 리더가 될꺼야) Many people coming from miles around (여기서 몇마일쯤 떨어진곳에서 사람들이) To hear you play your music when the sun goes down (해가 질 때 너의 연주를 들으러 올꺼야) And maybe someday your name will be in lights (어느날의 너의 이름은 빛이 될꺼야) Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight" ('오늘밤에 어때 조니 B 구드 어때?' 라고말하면서") Go~~ Go~~ (멋지다) Go Johnny go! (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go! (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go! (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go! (조니, 계속 연주해) Go~~ Johnny B. Goode (조니 B. 구드) |
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Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't
Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't Sometimes I do, then again I think I don't Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:21 We was at a rock'n'roll dance having nothing but fun And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:32 There's nothing I would rather do than dance with you And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:43 And everytime I spinned she would spin with me And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:54 I said, " Dance ballerina girl, go go go!" And we rolled, reelin' and a - rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:05 Man, I didn't know if I was dead or alive And I was rollin', reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:26 But I'm gonna keep on dancing toll I get my kicks And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:28 I gotta get my kicks before it get too late And we was reelin', reelin' and a - rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:29 I had to hold her hand, she was still holding mine And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch and to my surprise I was dancing with a woman that was twice my size I was reelin', reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Rollin' till the break of dawn Well I looked at my watch and it was time to go The bandleader said " We ain't playing no more " And we was reelin', reelin' and a rockin' We was reelin' and a rockin' Well till the break of dawn |
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Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule American history and practical math You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass Workin' your fingers right down to the bone And the guy behind you won't leave you alone Ring, ring goes the bell The cook in the lunch room's ready to sell You're lucky if you can find a seat You're fortunate if you have time to eat Back in the classroom, open your books Keep up the teacher don't know how mean she looks Soon as three o'clock rolls around You finally lay your burden down Close up your books, get out of your seat Down the halls and into the street Up to the corner and 'round the bend Right to the juke joint, you go in Drop the coin right into the slot You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot With the one you love, you're makin' romance All day long you been wantin' to dance, Feeling the music from head to toe Round and round and round we go Hail, hail rock and roll Deliver me from the days of old Long live rock and roll The beat of the drums, loud and bold Rock, rock, rock and roll The feelin' is there, body and soul. |
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| 2:26 |
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Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me I have no kick against modern jazz Unless they try to play it too darn fast And change the beauty of the melody Until they sound just like a symphony That's why I go for that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you want to dance with me If you want to dance with me I took my loved one over cross the tracks So she can hear my man a wailin' sax I must admit they have a rockin' band Man, they were goin' like a hurricane That's why I go for that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Way down South they gave a jubilee, The jokey folks they had a jamboree; They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup, The folks dancin' got all shook up And started playin' that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Don't care to hear 'em play a tango I'm in the mood to dig a mambo It's way to early for a congo So keep a rockin' that piano So I can hear some of that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me |
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| 3:02 |
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They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, P. A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's just got to have About half a million Framed autographs Her wallet's filled with pictures She gets 'em one by one She gets so excited Watch her look at her run Oh mommy mommy Please may I go It's such a sight to see Somebody steal the show Oh daddy daddy I beg of you Whisper to mommy It's all right with you Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand In Philadelphia P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way Down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's got the grown up blues Tight dress and lipstick She's sportin' high heal shoes Oh, but tomorrow morning She'll have to chang her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand In Philadelphia P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way Down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen |
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| 2:33 |
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Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Well get in that kitchen Make some noise with the pots and pans I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose For the harder I work the faster my money goes Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul Shake rattle and roll I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store Well I can look at you tell you ain't no child no more I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know 'Cause the harder I work the faster my money goes Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul Play it again! I went over the hill, way down underneath I went over the hill, way down underneath You make me roll my eyes And then you make me grit my teeth Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul |
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Hey mambo, mambo rock
Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock There's an island in the Carribean Sea Where the natives dance and rock with plea The mambo dance in a different way They do the crazy mambo rock all day Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Where the waves roll up on the golden sand Grab your chick right by the hand You can clap and stamp your feet To that crazy rockin' mambo beat Oh, hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Through the red hot day and the cool-cool night When the mambo moon is shining bright They love to dance around the clock To that crazy rockin' mambo beat Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Hey mambo, mambo rock Everybody's doing it, mambo rock |
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One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock,
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock, Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight. Put your glad rags on and join me, hon, We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight. When the clock strikes two, three and four, If the band slows down we'll yell for more, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight. When the chimes ring five, six and seven, We'll be right in seventh heaven. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight. When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too, I'll be goin' strong and so will you. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight. When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then, Start a rockin' round the clock again. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight. |
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| 2:46 |
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Keep that candle burnin' bright, mother
I'll be kinda late tonight, mother There's a yellow moon above, mother Shinin' on the one I love, mother Burn that candle, night and day Burn that candle, light my way Keep that doorway open wide Till I'm strollin' through that doorway with my bride While that candle's burnin' high, mother I'll be with my sugar pie, mother We'll be comin home you know, mother Lookin for that candle glow, mother After we have had the wedding, mother To the candle we'll be headin, mother So, before we're winin', dinin', mother Start that candle light a shinin', mother ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SCOTT, WINFIELD <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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> Saturday night and I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save. My heart says ""go go, have a time"" Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine. I'm gonna rock it up, *whoo* Rip it up I'm gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up I'm gonna rock it And ball tonight. Well almost 'bout ten I'll be flying high I'll rock on out unto the sky I don't care if I spend my dough Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul I'm gonna rock it up, *whoo* Rip it up I'm gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up I'm gonna rock it And ball tonight, (""aww""-scream) <instrumental interlude> Saturday night and I just got paid I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save. My heart says ""go go, have a time"" Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine. I'm gonna rock it up, *whoo* Rip it up Gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up I'm gonna rock it And ball tonight. Well almost 'bout ten I'll be flying high I'm gonna rock on out unto the sky I don't care if I spend my dough Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul I'm gonna rock it up, *whoo* Gonna rip it up I'm gonna shake it up Gonna ball it up I'm gonna rock it And ball tonight. Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save. My heart says ""go go, have a time"" Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine FADE I'm gonna rock it up I'm gonna rip it up *whoo* = Little Richard's trademark scream which is almost impossible to spell |
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My skinny Minnie is a crazy chick,
Six foot high and one foot thick Do I love her Does a boy love pie She is the apple of my eye, Skinny Minnie She ain't skinny, she's tall, that's all Tho' her shadow doesn't take much ground What there is sure gets around What there ain't that's what she be 'N' even that's too much for me Skinny Minnie She ain't skinny, she's tall, that's all Slightly slimmer than a fishing pole One half rock and one half roll Dig that chick from either side Man, you'll yell "Where did she hide" Skinny Minnie She ain't skinny, she's tall, that's all |
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> Down around the corner in a little school
Children learn their lessons and the golden rule 'Cause they got a teacher up from Basin Street And she does her teaching with a boogie beat Teaching the ABC with rhythm and E Every single morning, it's the same old thing All the kids are waiting for the bell to ring When they hear it ringing, they all jump in line Walking to the classroom, feeling mighty fine They learn their ABC with rhythm and E Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABC with rhythm and E Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABC with rhythm and E |
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