The Brian Setzer Orchestra

Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in

Kick off your shoes, start losin' the blues
This old house ain't got nothin' to lose
Seen it all for years, start spreadin' the news
We got room on the floor
Come on baby shake sumpin' loose

Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in

Walkin' up the street you can hear the sound
Of some bad honky-tonkers really layin' it down
They've seen it all for years and got nothin' to lose
So get out on the floor
Shimmy til you shake sumpin' loose

Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in

written by B. Setzer

You say you love me baby
Well this ain't no lost and found
I've got just one deal to make then I'll be trouble bound
They say that you're a doll, that with you I'll keep on winnin'
I think they're talkin' 'bout the kind of doll that you stick pins in

You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll

I asked the fortune teller where my love might be
She gazed into her crystal ball then looked straight up at me
I told her when your eyes met mine you cast an evil spell
I made a deal with the devil man, my soul to him I'd sell

You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin', I'll just stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll

Got your gris-gris and your mojo, but it won't work on me
Now you're mixin' up some love potion #3
Got my deal signed in blood and there ain't no turnin' back
Cost me all of my money and my pink Cadillac

You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll

written by D. Tiomkin and N. Washington

When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people hurt us so
Only those in love would know
What a town without pity can do

If we stop to gaze upon a star
People talk about how bad we are
Ours is not an easy age
We're like tigers in a cage
What a town without pity can do

The young have problems, many problems
We need an understanding heart
Why don't they help us, try to help us
Before this clay and granite planet falls apart

Take these eager lips and hold me fast
I'm afraid this kind of joy can't last
How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do

How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do

No, it isn't very pretty
What a town without pity can do

written by B. Setzer and J. McDonnell

There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearin' black drape coats, all real gone guys
Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans
Lookin' 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 fishhooks under their collars
They got razors in their shoes
I said, "Go cat go," their battle cry
World War III is startin' to brew

Now the skinheads all use blackjacks
And they're lookin' mighty mean
They got chains wrapped around their fingers
And their heads are all shaved clean

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

Well, there ain't a man left standin'
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 damn 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

There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight

written by B. Setzer

Now some people got it and some people don't
I'm talkin' 'bout gettin' all the things in life that you want
You can wish it might happen
You can call it dumb luck
But that guy's so lucky, he's just way much too much

He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch

He won an all-expenses-paid vacation on a cruise ship 'round the world
And when he gets home, he don't bother lookin' for no girl
He's got a straight to the ace
He got a royal flush
Baby go rub his back for good luck

He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch

He goes back to back, he goes hip to hip
He goes face to face, now here' s the tip
If he don't want it
He throws it right back
He knows some poor sucker's gonna take up the slack

He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch

My blood is percolatin'
I'm set for detonation
When it comes to good lovin'
He ain't hesitatin'
He's the man with the magic touch

I had one cup of coffee and a cigarette
Then I rolled out of bed with my shirt soaking wet
If I was gonna get movin', now was the time
So I packed up my bags and my Gretsch '59

It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down

Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool

It was darker than black, not a star in the sky
So I revved on the engine and let that Mercury fly
With the wind blowin' by at a 105
It gave me a thrill just bein' alive

It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down

Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool

Rumor had it now this cat had it all
He was loud, he was wild, and he sure rocked the hall
Some guy grabbed my arm and I jumped on the stage
And I was rockin' with a guy who was twice my age

It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down

Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool

written by J. Strummer and B. Setzer

As I came across the Pecos and broke west of the line
This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time
So I was racing through the rain with this rig from Tennessee
When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me

They were singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring

Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge
The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge
So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud
And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood

Still my radio was singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring

With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free
With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me
So I told him about the message; he said, That can't be right
The storm knocked out the radio tower late last Saturday night

But through the static we heard singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring

Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate
Out the dead air on the waveband, the Texas Playboys break
You'll hear a keening voice, Bob Wills is with you as you drive
And you'll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935

Can you hear him singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring

I wanna mambo, sambo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone

I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone

I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll roll
Bop bop bop

I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Whoaaaaa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone

I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll roll
Bop bop bop.

by Gabita

written by B. Setzer

Cruisin' 'round this hopeless town,
Down the lovely streets of desire
You're my angel of mercy all dressed in white
And I'm a smokin' gun for hire

Takin' a walk on the wild side
Johnny's got a habit that he can't hide
Livin' life from high to high
When nighttime comes, you can hear him cry

Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain, I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain

Day is night and night is day
Being alive just gets in the way
The twisting snake inside his brain
Whispers to him, "Time to kill the pain"

They told him opportunity was just around the corner
Well, he wore out his shoes tryin' to find that corner
He might just pick himself up again
Until it happens, until then

Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain, I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain

He's not a new tattoo dedicated to you
As the ink and the blood mix with pain
It's a man on a white horse goin' nowhere
And the man has no face or no name

With the walls closin' in, he's runnin' for cover
He's spinnin' way out of control
He might just pick himself up again
Until it happens, until then

Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain, I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain

Buzz buzz goes the needle
Each drop of blood is a token of love
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I want a sign from above

written by B. Setzer

Diamonds and pearls, black silk stockings
In her own world when she's rockin'
She don't hang out with anyone else in the crowd

Stiletto heels on the dance floor
Does what she feels as the crowd roars
She doesn't care what anyone else thinks of her

My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me

Give her a wink, exchange glances
She doesn't give second chances
Hey loverboy, you ain't got nothin' she needs

Barons and earls would love to date her
Better you should know sooner than later
Hey, just one dance and you'll be caught in her trance

My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me

Silently waiting for love to explode on the scene
Secretly wishing for someone to sweep her away
What can I say? It could happen

Black caviar, champagne cocktails
Come as you are if all else fails
Hey, here's the thing, she's got the world on a string

My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me

written by B. Setzer

Hey, Louis Prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'Cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend don't want me around

And wouldn't it be kinda funny
If we got outta town with all the money
Hey, Louis Prima
You sure know how to lay it on down

We were doin' all-nighters
Cruisin' to a gig in Vegas
Don't know what was goin' on
But it surely did become contagious!

When we pulled up to the show
Ten thousand people or more all yelled out
"Man your band is truly outrageous!"

Hey, Louis Prima
Man, you make 'em jump and shout
I got a five-dollar bet on a two-dollar bill
You're gonna show 'em what it's all about
And wouldn't it be kinda funny
If we got outta town with all the money
Hey, Louis Prima
You sure know how to lay it on down

Hey, Louis Prima
There's something that I just gotta know
Have you still got that old black magic
Or are you just a gigolo?

All we need is some Sam Butera
Then we can say "Buona Sera"
Hey, Louis Prima
You sure know how to lay it on down

written by J. Strummer and B. Setzer

When it's raining and times are hard
And there's too much junk in the backyard
You hope for a rainbow
Be it lotto or keno
In the trailer park
That's the light in the dark
In all of the valleys
Under lucky stars
By the satellite dishes
And the non-running cars
I'm feeling all the people dreaming

Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool
Greek columns are fine
But give me a deal on the vine
Nothing pretentious
I haven't changed
I got sixty billion
But I'm still the same

The pool is hot
The beer is cold
The cigar costs a lot
And the wine is old
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!

Well, Annie and Danny
Are growing too fast
And I can't fix the hammock
'Cause I'm feeling half-assed
Those basket ball hoops
Became chicken coops
There's a motel for sale
A cafe and a jail
In all of the valleys
Under lucky Stars
By the satillite dishes
and the non-running cars

I'm feeling all the people dreaming
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool
Greek columns are fine
But give me a deal on the vine
Nothing pretentious
I haven't changed
I got sixty billion
But I'm still the same

The pool is hot
The beer is cold
The cigar costs a lot
And the wine is old
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!

I'm feeling all the people dreaming
Feeling all the people dreaming
Feeling all the people ... dreaming

This cat's on a hot tin roof
Drinkin' that whiskey, 96 proof
Don't need no doctor, don't feel no pain
My legs are just two steps ahead of my brain

This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof

This cat's been out on the town
I'm the cat's meow, I'm the king with a crown
My head is spinnin' and I got the shakes
I can't stop now 'cause I got no brakes

This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof

There ain't no point in holdin' me down
I'll kick and I'll scratch and I'll howl
Hey hound dog, get outta my way
'Cause this cat is on the prowl

This cat's on a hot tin roof
Jumpin' up and down like a long neck goose
Shimmy and shake, baby you can't fail
Rockin' so hard that it's off the scale

This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof

> I got a little boogie but it ain't too clean
It's real low down and it's kinda mean
The dirty boogie
The dirty boogie
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me
The dirty boogie
What's it called?
The dirty boogie
Hey you all
The dirty boogie
How's it go?
The dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me
Well you rattle and shake, you moan and groan
A girl like you I could never bring home
The dirty boogie
The dirty boogie
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me
The dirty boogie
What's it called?
The dirty boogie
Hey you all
The dirty boogie
How's it go?
The dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me
They're shakin' their hips and scream and shout
And doin' things I can't even talk about
The dirty boogie
Catch my drift
The dirty boogie
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me
The dirty boogie
What's it called?
The dirty boogie
Hey you all
The dirty boogie
How's it go?
The dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me

This old house once knew its children
This old house once knew its wife
This old house was home and comfort
As they fought the storms of life

This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now it trembles in the darkness
When the lightning walks about

Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin' shaky
This old house is gettin' old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold

Oh his knees are gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peepin'
Through a broken window pane

Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin' shaky
This old house is gettin' old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold

Oh his knees are gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peepin'
Through a broken window pane

Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints

written by B. Setzer

You only go around once on this big spinnin' planet of love
So don't be wastin' my time
Tell me what you're dreamin' of
We'll take a rocket to the moon and when we get that far
I'll hang your coat and hat upon a shooting star
Let's live it up! Let's live it up! Let's live it up!

Hang up the cat and put the dog out to dry
Roll up the bird, let the alligator wave bye-bye
We'll take a sloe gin to China, a train to Peru
In a rusty old steamer or a leaky canoe
Let's live it up! Let's live it up! Let's live it up!

Around the block in a hot balloon sounds awfully good to me
Or a seat on the wing of a jumbo jet flying straight to Mercury

What's the matter with me? Baby I've been such a fool
We'll hop on a raft and navigate around in the pool
We'll take a rocket to the moon and when we get that far
I'll hang your coat and hat upon a shooting star
Let's live it up! Let's live it up! Let's live it up!

What's the matter with me? Baby I've been such a fool
We'll hop on a raft and navigate around in the pool
We'll take a rocket to the moon and when we get that far
I'll hang your coat and hat upon a shooting star
Let's live it up! Let's live it up! Let's live it up!

Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail
Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail
You better come inside
Let me teach you how to jive and wail

You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale
Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale
Mama's in the backyard learning how to jive and wail

You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male
A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male
One good thing about him
He knows how to jive and wail

Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jill stayed up, she wants to learn how to jive and wail

You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away!

You gotta jump, jive...
You gotta jump, jive...
You gotta jump, jive...
(fade out)

written by B. Setzer

Well, my baby and me went out late Saturday night
I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right
Well, pick you up and ten, gonna get you home at two
Your mama don't know what I got in store for you
But baby that's all right we're looking as cool as can be

We found a little place that really didn't look half bad
I had 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
Come on pretty baby, let's get out of here right away

We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out

We're gonna rock this town
Make 'em scream and shout

Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock
We're gonna rock 'til we pop
Gonna roll 'til we drop
Rock this town
Rock it inside out

Well, we're having a ball just tearing up the big dance floor
Well, there's a real square cat, he looks 1974
Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice
Look at me again and there's gonna be a fight
We're gonna rock this town
Rip this place apart

We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out

We're gonna rock this town
Make 'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock
We're gonna rock 'til we pop
Gonna roll 'til we drop
Rock this town
Rock it inside out

We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out
We're gonna rock this town
Make 'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock
We're gonna rock 'til we pop
Gonna roll 'til we drop
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
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
Tear it up
We're gonna rip it down
Rock this town
Rock it inside out

written by J. Rock, W. Lester, J. Beaumont, J. Verscharen, and J. Vogel

I don't have plans and schemes
And I don't have hopes and dreams
Baby, I just don't have anything
Since I don't have you

I don't have fond desires
And I don't have happy hours
Baby, I just don't have anything, anything
Since I don't have you, I don't have you

I don't have happiness
And I guess I never will ever again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And he's been here since then



I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
Baby, I just don't have anything
Since I don't have you, I don't have you

I don't have happiness
And I guess I never will ever again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And he's been here since then

I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
Baby, I just don't have anything
Since I don't have you

written by B. Setzer

Switchblade 327
Lit cigarette in his hand
Steel-toed boots on the accelerator
Oil leakin' outta the pan

Switchblade, three two-barrels
Gettin' there as fast as he can
All juiced up like a hot carburetor
Spittin' gas onto the fan

Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night

Switchblade 327
Pullin' way ahead of the pack
Chop top deuce, Saturday night
Flames shootin' outta the back

Switchblade, don't cut him off
He won't cut you no slack
He'll cut you to ribbons if you come to town
He'll carve his name in your back

Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night

Switchblade 327
Someone was calling his name
All he could hear was his engine
And the sound of the pouring down rain

Switchblade 327
Ran 125 down the lane
But someone had cut both his fuel lines
And the '32 burst into flames

Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night (repeat)

written by J. Lieber and M. Stoller

There's a man in town all the women know
He goes by the name of Nosey Joe
He don't care if they're married
He takes his pick
Long as they're women, he's ready to stick

His big nose in their business
His big nose in their business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know

He ain't good lookin' and he ain't big and stong
The guy's got a nose that's four foot long
I'm tellin' you women, this ain't no jive
If you get too close this man will drive

His big nose in your business
His big nose in your business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know

I saw him just the other day
Tried to steal my gal away
He offered her money
He offered her love
She said thank you sir, but please don't shove

Your big nose in my business
Your big nose in my business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know

Old Nosey finally lost his life
Messin' with my buddy's wife
My buddy caught him with his chick
Chopped off his nose, now he can't stick

His big nose in my business
His big nose in my business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know

written by B. Setzer

There's a place where you can go
Music's hot and lights are low
But there's something you should know
Before the night is through

'Neath a buzzing neon sign
Dressed in style so cool and refined
Stands a man from another time
Who's calling out to you

There in the night that has heard a thousand voices
Whispered a thousand names
Sang out a thousand love songs
He lives his Hollywood nocturne

There's a place he'd like to go
Where it's cool and lights are low
But the shadows won't let go
They dance and call his name

As he roams the streets at night
Haunted by this devil sight
There's a man in dark red light
Who's calling out to you

There in the night that has heard a thousand voices
Whispered a thousand names
Sang out a thousand love songs
He lives his Hollywood nocturne

His Hollywood nocturne
His Hollywood nocturne

written by B. Darin

As long as I'm singin'
There's a bell up in my brain that's ringin'
Makin' a crazy ding dong

And if this band don't desert me
Then there's nothin' in the world can hurt me
As long as I'm singin' my song

Give me trumpets, legato
Put some saxes with 'em
Bones, pizzicato
Gimme rhythm

As long as I'm singin'
Then the world's all right
And everything's swingin'
Long as I'm singin' my song

As long as I'm singin'
Then the world's all right
And everything's swingin'
Long as I'm singin' my
Long as I'm singin' my
Long as I'm singin' my song

I got my shoes shined up
I got my hair slicked down
`Cause baby I wanna hit the town
Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000

I`m gonna shake you up (all night)
Rock you all night long (all right)
Baby you got something
Goin` on
Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000

Write it down,in your book
On your wall,oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000

You got the look I like(oh yeah)
Come on and show it off
Whatever your doin` blow it off
Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000

You know I just got paid
I got my hot rod wheels
So if you wanna find out how it feels
Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000

Write it down,in your book
On your wall,oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
In your room,in your bed
Keep it in your head,oh baby just call
Pensylvannia 6-5000

Hey oh(hey oh)
Hey oh(hey oh)
Na na na na(na na na na)
Pensylvania 6-5-0-0-0
Write it down,in your book
On your wall,oh baby just call
Pensylvania 6-5000
In your room,in your bed
Keep it in your head,oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Pennsylvania 6-5-0-0-0

I like coffee,I like tea
I like you baby next to me
You're as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java

Cream and sugar,sure tastes sweet
But baby you got all that beat
Your that chick with the
Swingin' feet
Jumpin' East of Java

It takes a lot of coffee beans
Just to make a single cup
You got me perculatin'

Let's hit that place
Where the cats all meet
East of China past Bourbon street
We'll be as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java

Man we're jumpin'
We're really jumpin'
Jumpin' East of Java

He's drivin' a jeep
But he ain't in the Army
Gets all his cigarette money
From his mommy
Dressed like a rootin' tootin'
Texas cowboy
But this lone ranger's
Never seen a horse

He wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
He wants to drive a Cadillac
Now he's chasing showgirls
Smokin' Camels,whiskey and soda
Now he's never goin' back

He's cruisin streets for gold
Dressed in designer clothes
Brother if your too slow
You'd better not blink
Or you'll wind up in the drink

Wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
Gotta buy a diamond ring
'Cause that's his baby's
Favorite thing
Okay, all right,yeah man
Wanna be American
Wanna be American

He's in the land where
Anything can happen
Reach for the stars
Grab that golden ring
Just remember he's Americano
well watch it pal
'Cause he'll take everything

He wanna be Americano
Americano,Americano
He wants to drive a Cadillac
Now he's chasing showgirls
Smokin' Camels, whiskey & soda
Now he's never goin' back

He likes that rock and roll
He's playing baseball
Loves Marilyn Monroe
A coca cola Joe
And a pizza pie to go

Wanna be Americano Americano, Americano
Gotta buy a diamond ring
'Cause thats his baby's
Favorite thing
Okay, all right, yeah man

Wanna be American
Wanna be American
Wanna be American

If you can't rock me
I'll find somebody that can
If you can't rock me
Don't be tellin' me I'm your man
I'm gonna turn that skillet
Up to high
Don't you tell that chick's
Too young to fry
If you can't rock me
I'll find somebody who can
I'll find somebody who can

If you can't rock me
Don't be knockin'on my door
If you can't rock me
Don't you come around here no more
I'm gonna turn that juke joint
Upside down
Dance six inches
Off the ground
If you can't rock me
I'll find someone who can

Don't be whisperin' in my ear
Tellin' me things
That I wanna hear
Dontcha be tellin' I'm your guy
Then you go and leave me high and dry

If you can't rock me
I'm gonna rock this town myself
If you can't rock me
I'm gonna tear it up
With somebody else
I may have to search
All across the land
Find me a gig
With a rock n' roll band
If you can't rock me
I'll find somebody who can

Come on baby
I jump into my rocket ause I'm ready to blast
I don't know where I'm going but I'm going there fast
Tonight there ain't no future and there isn't a past
We'll make it like the first time so it won't be the last
All I wanna do is everything that you ask
Don't you know I'm really gettin' in the mood

Got the jitter fingers and they're ready to pop
When I get to groovin' ain't no way I can stop
Baby when we get there then we're just gonna hop
Got to ride the feeling baby straight to the top
Girl you make my heart start beatin' flippity-flop
Baby can't you tell I'm getting' in the mood

(In the mood)
The joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
We're onto something
(In the mood)
The band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
We're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah to get it started
(In the mood)
I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now

(Come on, come on, come on, come on, baby)

And when the party's over
I just know where to go
Where the after hours people
Boogie you know
I wanna hang a while
Where the lights are real low
And whisper to my baby
And be takin' it slow
And baby if you're ready
Then I'm ready to blow
Baby,now I'm really getting
In the mood

(In the mood)
How the joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
Yeah, we're onto something
(In the mood)
O-o the band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
Girl, we're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah to get it started
(In the mood)
Ho ho I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now


I got on my best threads and my favorite shoes
Now it's my time to play got no love for the blues
Understand what I'm sayin' or you better get back
Got no time to waste cause I'm one hep cat
And when I start a-workin' I cruise like Dynaflow
And when I'm in the mood I spread it all around
I might the be man want his party on the run
And when you see me comin' just call me Big King Fun...HAH

When the party's over
I just know where to go
Where the after hours people
Boogie you know
I wanna hang a while
Where the lights are low
And whisper to my baby
And be takin' it slow
Baby if your ready
Then I'm ready to blow

(In the mood)
Yeah the joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
Girl, we're onto something
(In the mood)
Man, the band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
Girl, we're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah to get it started
(In the mood)
Come on! I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now

I'm in the mood.

Oh,the shark babe
Has such teeth,dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jackknife
Has old macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight

When the shark bites
With his teeth,dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves,though,wears old
Macheath,dear
So there's never a trace of red

On the sidewalk Sunday morning
Lies a body just oozing life
Someone's sneaking
'Round the corner
Could that someone be
Mack the knife?

There's a tugboat down by the river
Didn't you know
A cement bag's dropping down
Well that cement's
Just for the weight dear
Five will get you ten
Mackie's back in town

Here about Louie Miller
He disappeared,dear
After drawing out all his
Hard-earned cash
And Macheath spends
Just like a sailor
Could it be our boy
Did something rash?

Jenny Diver,Sukey Tawdry
Lawdie Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh the line forms on the right babe
Now that Mackie's back in town

I'm broken down
On the side of the road
Damn brakes locked up in the rain
Smoke's pourin' out
From under the hood
I'm stuck on the highway again
I'm too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby what am I gonna do?
I got the chopped top,slammed down
'49 Mercury blues

Can't find a phone
Can't hitch a ride
Who would stop for me anyway?
You would think that after all of
These cars I've owned
I would break down
And join triple A
I'm too young to quit
I'm too old to change
Baby what am I gonna do?
I got the chopped top,slammed down
'49 Mercury blues

I got the '49 Mercury blues
By now you'd think I've paid all
My dues
Just think of all the trouble
That car is puttin' me through

I guess like a tooth
That needsto get filled
It's gonna hurt
And you're gonna get drilled
And once you get it fixed
It happens all over again
I'm too young to quit
I'm too old to change
Baby what am I gonna do?
I got the chopped top,
'49 Mercury blues

I've been up all night just singin'
This same old song,song,song
And I can't get it
Through my head
That man she's gone,gone,gone
I'm pushin' all the buttons
But one thing is for sure
Play my song no more

I've been lovin' that little gal
Now for so long,long,long
But that jukebox never said
She'd do me wrong,
Wrong,wrong
I dropped in all my money
Now it just don't seem right
That jukebox just won't play
My song tonight

Jukebox bring my baby
Back to me
Ain't had no real good lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
The records keep on playin'
But my poor heart
Won't stop sayin'
Jukebox bring my baby
Baby to me

Just look at all those
Pretty lights
A shine,shine,shine
Jukebox don't you know
That girl is mine,mine,mine
I polished all your chrome
I dusted off your glass
Oh jukebox bring my baby
Home at last

Jukebox bring my baby
Back to me
Ain't had no real lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
The records keep on playin'
But my poor heart
Won't stop sayin'
Jukebox bring my baby
Back to me

Gloria,Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Sherie
Gloria
She's not in love with me

Well can't you see
It's not Sherie
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
She's not in love with me

Well maybe
She'll love me
How am I supposed to know
And maybe
She'll love me
But how am I to know

Gloria
It's not Sherie
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
She's not in love with me

Gloria
It's not Sherie
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
She's not in love with me
Gloria