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| 1. |
| 4:03 | 
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Ahh, Kansas City, gonna get my baby one time, ah yeah yeah
I`m goin` to Kansas City, gonna get my baby one time, yeah It`s just one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Ahhh, Kansas City, Kansas City here I come, oh yeah I`m gain` to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Got some pretty little women there, I`m gonna get me one. Well I might take a plane, might take a train If I have to walk you won`t grind in the same. Oh, Kansas City, Kansas City here I come. Got some crazy little women there, I`m gonna get me one. Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey now baby (yeah baby) Ooh now girl (yeah girl) yeah yeah~(yeah yeah~) tell me baby what`s been wrong with you? Well I might take a plane, might take a train If I have to walk you won`t grind in the same. Oh, Kansas City, Kansas City here I come. Got some crazy little women there, I`m gonna get me one. Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) Hey now baby (yeah baby) Hey yah~(Hey yah~) yeah yeah~(yeah yeah~) tell me baby what`s been wrong with you? Hey hey hey hey (Hey hey hey hey) (*반복) tell me baby what`s been wrong with you? |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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Well I got a girl with a record machine,
When it comes to rocking she's a queen. I took her to a dance on a saturday night, All alone where I can hold her tight. She lives on the twentieth floor uptown. The elevator's broken down. And I walk one, two flight, three flight four, Five six seven flight, eight flight more. Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag, Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag. I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock. You know she called me up on the telephone, Said come on ever baby 'cause I'm all alone. I said baby you're mighty sweet, But I'm in bed with aching feet. This went on for a couple of days, But I couldn't stay away. And I walk one, two flight, three flight four, Five six seven flight, eight flight more. Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag, Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag. I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock. Well I sent to Chicago for repairs, Till it's fixed I'm using the stairs. I hope they hurry, before it's too late, I want my baby too much to wait. All this climbing is getting me down, They'll find me hanging over the rail. And I walk one, two flight, three flight four, Five six seven flight, eight flight more. Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag, Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag. I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock. And I walk one, two flight, three flight four, Five six seven flight, eight flight more. Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag, Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag, I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock. |
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| 3. |
| 3:18 |
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Well lawdy, lawdy, lawdy miss clawdy
Girl you sure look good to me But please don't excite me baby I know it can't be me Well as a girl you want my money Yeah but you just won't treat me right You like to ball every morning Don't come home till late at night Oh gonna tell, tell my mama Lord, I swear girl what you been to me I'm gonna tell everybody that I'm down in misery So bye, bye, bye, baby Girl, I won't be comin' no more Goodbye little darlin' down the road I'll go So, bye, bye, bye baby Girl, I won't be comin' no more Goodbye little darlin' down the road I'll go |
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| 4. |
| 3:15 |
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If you ever change your mind
About leavin', leavin' me behind Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah. You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I know I've only hurt myself Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll give you jewelry, money too And that's not all, all I'll do for you Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah You know I'll always be your slave Till I'm dead and buried in my grave Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah If you ever change your mind About leavin', leavin' me behind Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) |
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| 5. |
| 3:13 |
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Lucille please come back
where you belong Lucille please come back where you belong You ran off and married Singin' such a beautiful song Lucille please don't do your sister's will yeah Lucille please don't you do your sister's will You ran off and married But I love you still Well I woke up this mornin' Lucille was not in sight Asked my friends about it But all their lips were tight Lucille please come back where you belong I'm speaking to you baby Singin' such a beautiful song Ow come on guys Well I woke up this mornin' Lucille was not in sight I asked my friends about it But all their lips were tight Lucille please come back where you belong I'm speaking to you baby You sing such a beautiful song Ah come on now Lucille Well I woke up this mornin' Lucille was not in sight I asked my friends about it But all their lips were tight Lucille please come back where you belong Yeah I'm speaking to you baby Sing such a beautiful song Well Lucille please don't do your sister's will Oh Lucille please don't you do your sister's will Well lil' you ran off and married But I love you still |
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| 6. |
| 2:51 |
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Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor Couldn't bear it without you Don't Get Around Much Anymore. Thought I'd visit the club Got as far as the door They'd have asked me about you Don't Get Around Much Anymore. Oh, darling I guess My mind's more at ease But nevertheless Why bring my memo, why bring my memo, Why bring my memories. Been invited on dates Might have gone but what for It's awfully different without you Don't Get Around Much Anymore. Thought I'd visit the club Got as far as the door They'd have asked me about you Don't Get Around Much Anymore. Oh, darling I guess My mind's more at ease But nevertheless Why bring my memo, why bring my memo, Why bring my memories. Oooooh. |
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| 7. |
| 3:48 |
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Well that's all right mama
That's all right for you That's all right mama just anyway you do Well that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do Well Mama she done told me Papa done told me too Son that gal your foolin' with She ain't no good for you' But that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do I'm leaving town baby I'm leaving town for sure Well then you won't be bothered with Me hanging 'round your door Well that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do Mama she done told me Papa done told me too Son that gal your foolin' with She ain't no gather you' But that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do I'm leaving town baby I'm leaving town for sure then you won't be bothered with Me hanging 'round your door Well that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do Well I'm leaving town baby I'm leaving town for sure Well then you won't be bothered with Me hanging 'round your door Well that's all right that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do Did you love me that's all right That's all right my mama anyway you do That's all right my mama anyway you do That's all right my mama anyway you do |
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| 8. |
| 3:43 |
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You made me cry
when you said goodbye Ain't that a shame My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame You're the one to blame Oh well goodbye although I'm crying Ain't that a shame My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame You're the one to blame You know you're the one to blame Baby Well you broke my heart when you said we're gonna part But ain't that a shame Oh my tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame You're the one to blame yeah Oh well goodbye although I'm crying Ain't that a shame Oh my tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame You're the one to blame Ain't that a shame Oh well good goodbye although I'm gonna cry Ain't that a shame Oh my tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame You're the one to blame Woh |
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| 9. |
| 3:55 |
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YOU'RE ALWAYS HOWLIN' 'BOUT
WHERE I'VE BEEN YOU'RE ALWAYS SCREAMIN' 'BOUT THE MONEY I SPEND QUIT BUGGIN' ME YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP I I DO YOUR LAUNDRY AND YOUR COOKIN' TOO WELL WHAT MORE WOMAN CAN A MAN LIKE ME DO YOU BUG ME YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH YEAH YOU'RE ALWAYS HOWLIN' 'BOUT WHERE I'VE BEEN YOU'RE ALWAYS SCREAMIN' 'BOUT THE MONEY I SPEND QUIT BUGGIN' ME BABY YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH I SPOILED YOU WOMAN A LONG TIME AGO I USED TO COOK YOUR MEALS AND BRING 'EM TO YOUR DOOR I'M ALL FED UP YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP BUGGIN' ME YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP CRACKIN' UP YEAH YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP HE'S CRACKIN' UP HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP YEAH HE'S CRACKIN' UP HE'S CRACKIN' UP HE'S CRACKIN' UP |
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| 10. |
| 3:34 |
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Well, well, well,
Just because you think you're so pretty, And just because your momma thinks you're hot, Well, just because you think you've got something That no other girl has got, You've caused me to spend all my money. You laughed and called me old Santa Claus. Well, I'm telling you, Baby, I'm through with you. Because, well well, just because. Well, well, well, There'll come a time when you'll be lonesome And there'll come a time when you'll be blue. Well, there'll come a time when old Santa He won't pay your bills for you. You've caused me to lose all my women And now, now you say we are through. Well, I'm telling you Baby, I was through with you A long long time ago. Well, just because you think you're so pretty And just because your mama thinks you're the hottest thing in town Well, just because you think you've got something That nobody else has got, You've caused me to spend all of my money. Honey, you laughed and called me your old Santa Claus. Well, I'm telling you I'm through with you Because, well well, just because. |
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| 11. |
| 4:00 |
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Well you wake up in the morning.
Hear the ding dong ring, You go a-marching to the table, See the same damn thing; Well, it's on a one table, Knife, a fork and a pan, And if you say anything about it, You're in trouble with the man. cho: Let the midnight special Shine her light on me; Let the midnight special Shine her ever-loving light on me. If you ever go to Houston. You better walk right; You better not stagger, You better not fight; Sheriff Benson will arrest you, He'll carry you down, And if the jury finds you guilty, Penitentiary bound. Yonder come little Rosie, How in the world do you know, l can tell her by her apron, And the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, Piece of paper in her hand, She goes a-marching to the captain, Says, "I want my man." "I don' believe that Rosie loves me" "Well tell me why" She ain't been to see me Since las' July. She brought me little coffee She brought me little tea Brought me damn near ever'thing But the jailhouse key. Yonder comes Doctor Adams "How in the world do you know?" Well he gave me a tablet The day befo' There ain't no doctor In all the lan' Can cure the fever Of a convict man. |
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