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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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Take me to the water
Take me to the water Take me to the water To be baptized None but the righteous None but the righteous None but the righteous Shall be saved So take me to the water Take me to the water Take me to the water To be, to be baptized I'm going back home, going back home Gonna stay here no longer I'm going back home, going back home To be baptized |
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from Cars (2008)
Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that the highway that the best Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than 2000 miles all the way Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes from St Louis, down to Missouri Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty Youl see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona dont forget Winona Kingsman, Barstaw, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly trip And go take that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes from St. Louis, down to Missouri Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty Youl see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona dont forget Winona Kingsman, Barstaw, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly tip And go take that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route 66? |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
California, California
Much has been told me about your beautiful sunshine Mountains and snow tops, valleys and rich crops California, home so far from mine San Francisco, Sacramento Will I ever go to Los Angeles or San Diego ? To Reading or Fresno Needles or Borstow, California I have so far to go Someday I will be in California And go to places movie stars have been Hollywood and trolley cars and oranges And see the palm trees bending in the wind California, California Soon I'll be with you watching your sunset in the evening Movies and show plays, beaches and free ways California, from my home I'll be leaving California, California Soon I'll be with you watching your sunset in the evening Movies and show plays, beaches and free ways California, for my home I'm leaving |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
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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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
Hey! Ev'rybody, let's get it on
You got one more chance 'fore the lights come on Don't let nobody turn you 'round. go 'head on Do your thing, come on, get down! I want to know, can you hear me ? Does it sound alright ? Am I comin' through clearly, gettin' down tonight ? Well, go on, do your thing, till I call for the lights Well, is ev'rybody happy ? I wanna hear you say "Yes" I wanna know, are you happy ? I wanna hear you confess Come on, are you happy ? Let me hear you say "Yes" Turn the house lights on Let the clock tick on Turn the house lights on While I'm playing my song Let the night roll on Ev'rybody, rock on! Do you want us to stop ? Do you want us to play ? Do you want us to go ? Do you want us to stay ? Just diggin' this boogie All night and all day Well, hold your hand up higher So the drummer won't tire Hold it up a little higher Set the building on fire My throat is gettin' drier So you gotta get higher (Get on down there now and get it!) We gotta go now Yeah, we gotta split Gotta go get a little bit No, no, no, no, we gotta quit I'll go sit by my old git in the pit Bye, bye, bye, this is it Now you know we gotta go now Got to leave the show now The police at the door now Gotta close this show now We really gon' go now Raise your hand once more now Get that hand up higher Well, a little bit higher I got to see your hand Yeah, a little bit higher Well, a little bit higher Higher, higher (Get it up there now, get it up there) Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, bye, bye |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
Please, listen, baby, try and understand
As sure as a woman needs a man I need you baby, I just wanted you then But I'm in love with you now I walk the floor sprinkled with tears since you've been gone Oh, it'd seem like a thousand years I need you baby, I just wanted you then But I'm in love with you now True love like yours is so hard to find If you don't come back baby, Lord knows I'll lose my mind I need you baby, I just wanted you then But I'm in love with you now He loved other women and I love only you But you fall on him, Lord, like the morning dew I need you baby, I just wanted you then But I'm in love with you now Do you care for me less than you did before ? Or don't you love me at all anymore ? I need you baby, I just wanted you then But I do love you now |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
You know I never really thought some things would ever really come to be
'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me I went down in Mississippi, I asked Mister Charlie about my roots He said, "Turn around, bend over, boy, they're right here in my boots" You know I never thought a thing like that would ever really come to be 'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me I asked a policeman the time, he swung and crowned me with his stock I managed to walk away so glad it weren't twelve o'clock You know I never thought a thing like that would ever really come to be 'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me My girl friend's datin' this here guy who's goin' out with some man's wife I lost my girl, the wife her husband, the guy he lost his life You know I never thought a thing like that would ever really come to be 'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me I used to have a Ford Torino and at that time I had a chick She used to get her kicks just askin' me to flick my Bic You know I never thought a thing like that would ever really come to be 'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me My grandpa drove a horse and buggy but my father used the train I worked and bought a Cadillac but my son, he drives a plane You know I never thought a thing like that would ever really come to be 'Cause I don't bother nobody and don't nobody bother me |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
If I were a pendulum swing and you were the bird in the cuckoo clock
Ev'ry time you cucko-cooed I would double tick another tick tock I'd double my swing ev'ry time you'd sing we'd make good time with each other Oh, but that would be just so much fun cooin' and swingin' together If I were a little bitty boy and I had just a little bit o' credit I would make a loan for an ice cream cone and I'd go right away and get it You would lick a little and I would lick a little, we surely could lick with each other Oh, but that would be just so much fun, eating it all together And if I were a little honey bee and you were a little butterfly I would be waiting at the garden gate until you came fluttering by Maybe you'd stop on a red rose top and then we could talk to each other Oh, but we cou'd flutter up so much fun being in the garden together But I'm just an ordinary guy and I love all the things you do You seem such a talented, beautiful girl and I'm afraid to even talk to you If I were as bold like some guys, hearin' them talk to each other I'd come over and ask you if we could go out together But if you were a Mercedes-Benz, I'd have to be a Fleetwood Brougham And ev'ry time I saw you rollin' on the freeway I think I'd have to follow you home You could let me lodge in your double garage, bumper to bumper out of the weather Nobody home but the Benz and the Brougham, really rarin' to roll off together |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
Fifty-five Ford died right on the road
Drove for the curb, raised up the hood Couldn't see nothing wrong, line o' cars long Traffic bogged down, tryin' to drive around Officer Lamar, walkin' toward the car: "Move it!", "Come along move it", "You cannot stop it here, now move it", "Move it" "Get out of there, move it" Three and two the count, bases loaded down Slugger at the plate, known to hit 'em straight Tension from the fans, shoutin' in the stands Signal from the catch, pitcher's in the stretch Bat 'n' ball crack, pitcher's backin' back: "Move it!", "Move it!", "Get along, move it!" "The ball is droppin' past, now" "Move it!" "Let the ball, now, let's go home, now, move it!" She drives a Mustang, she lets her hair hang She dresses like a fish, makes you look and wish Puts you in a trance, body built to dance Disco queen, twistin' in between Play a super song, watch her get it on Pretty, wow! "Get hip, move it!" "Move it" |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
Oh, well, well, well, you've blown my clouds away
My rains have gone and my sunshine's here to stay And I feel so good I could really get down today Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill If you say I can stay, baby, you know I will I could stay here all evenin' listenin' to the music you play Those same sweet songs of a golden yesterday Squeezin' and teasin' and pleasin' the evenin' away Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill If you say I can stay, baby, you know I will I will wake up in the morning and do the same sweet things Rockin' with the record that the same sweet people sing All the clouds from the west go east, you confess it is spring Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill I want you to want you to love you of your own free will Baby, you're so beautiful to want me here to stay I would be here forever but I gotta die someday But I will be lovin' you, baby, when I pass away Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill Hollerin' yes, yes! Oh, what a thrill I will love you like a lover loves a lover always |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
(Recitation)
Once in Persia reigned a king who upon his royal ring carved these words so true and wise Which when held before his eyes gave him counsel at a glance of his life of changing chance Solemn words and these are they: "Even this shall pass away" Trains of camels through the sand brought him gems from Samarkand Fleets of galleys through the sea brought him pearls to match with thee But he counted not his gain nor his treasure, mine or main "What is wealth ?", the king would say, "Even this shall pass away" In the revel of his court, at the zenith of his sport When the palms of all his guests burned with clapping at his zest He among his figs and wine would cry, "Oh, loving friends of mine Pleasures may come, but they cannot stay, like even this shall pass away ?" The most beautiful woman ever seen was the bride he chose his queen Pillowed on their royal bed, whispering to her soul he said: "Though a bridegroom never pressed dearer bosom to his chest But mortal flesh must come to clay and even these shall pass away" Towering over the village square, thirty meters in the air Rose his statue, carved in stone, as the king stood there alone Gazing at his sculptured name, said to himself, "So what is fame ? Fame, it's but slow decay, even this shall pass away" Fighting furiously on a battlefield, once a javelin pierced his shield Soldiers with a loud lament bore him bleeding to his tent Groaning from his tortured side, "Pain is hard to bear", he cried "Oh, but with patience day by day, even this shall pass away" Sick and sore with cancer; weak and tired and old, just minutes yet to go to pass the gates o' gold Spake he with his dying breath, "Life is done, so what is death ?" Then in answer to the king fell a sunbeam on his ring Reflecting words he failed to say: "Even this shall pass away" |
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from Chuck Berry - Rock It (2007)
Old boy he ran a little stop sign in the south
And he got in deeper trouble with his mouth They wouldn't let him phone or make a bail Just let him sit there in that Delford County jail It wudn't me, it wudn't me I'm so glad it wudn't me No phone, no bail, no plea Oh, I'm so glad it wudn't me He had to break out of that Delford County jail They put a Grand Dragon posse on his trail And seven Alabama bloodhounds in a line Buckin' and barkin' for a bite of his behind It wudn't me, it wudn't me I'm so glad it wudn't me Hung posses ain't my cup o'tea Oh, I'm so glad it wudn't me He was streakin' through the Delta double three But them hungry hounds was gainin'on his lee His feet was playin' "Louisiana Bound" Lord, you help me pick 'em up, I'll put 'em down (Amen) It wudn't me, it wudn't me I'm so glad it wudn't me Prayin' ain't no sure guarantee Oh, I'm so glad it wudn't me He was streakin' through the Delta, stridin' wide But that leadin' hound was meters from his hide Lord, bless my feet, don't let 'em go corrupt I'll lay 'em down as fast as you can pick 'em up It wudn't me, it wudn't me I'm so glad it wudn't me Just meters from a canine jubilee Oh, I'm so glad it wudn't me He reached a highway through the ticket on the side And a trucker came along and let him ride But as he settled down to thank him for no harm He saw a swasti-KKK band on his arm That's when he knew he had to get on help his self 'Stead if sittin' pinnin' it on somebody else He hung a left into that thicket 'cross the fence And ain't nobody ever sawed or seen him since It wudn't me, it wudn't me I'm so glad it wudn't me It ain't quite my kinda cup o'tea Jeez, I'm glad it wudn't me It wudn't me, it was not me I'm so glad it wudn't me It just ain't my kinda cup o'tea Jeez, am I glad it wudn't me |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
There was Adam, happy as a man could be
Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time Lot took his wife down to the corner for a malted She wouldn't mind her business, boy, did she get salted Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time Samson thought Delilah was on the square Till one night she clipped him all his hair Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time From our history books we all learned Nero fiddled while Rome was burned Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time Marie Antoinette met some hungry cats at the gate They was crying for bread, she said, "Let them eat cake" Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time You can buy a woman clothes And give her money on the side No matter what you do She ain't never satisfied Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for Is by the next semester Can I get another car ? This one here is sick'ning On a wide dual road. I might as well be walking As to drive this old Ford. Almost everytime I try To go and pass a truck, If I ain't goin' down hill, Dad, I'm, out of luck. And even if I get by, It's still a rugged risk, The way this old Ford Keep a hitting and a miss. Last week when I was driving On my way to school, I almost got a ticket 'Bout a freeway traffic rule. It's now a violation Driving under forty-five, And if I push to fifty, This here Ford will nosedive. Dad, I'm in great danger Out here trying to drive. The way this Ford wiggles When I'm approaching forty-five/ I have to nurse it along Like a little stubborn pup, And cars whizzing by me, Dad, look like I'm backing up. She just don't have the appetite For gas somehow, And Dad, I got four carburetors Hooked up on it now. I tried to hook another To see if I'd do a little good, But ain't no place to put it 'Less I perforate the hood. Well Dad, send the money, See what I can see, Try to find a Cadillac, A Sixty-two or three. Just something that won't worry us To keep it on the road. Sincerely, your beloved son, Henry Junior Ford |
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So few years ago her daddy held her in his arms
Snugged the blanket around her feet to help and keep 'em warm When he kissed her tender cheek, oh, how her eyes would shine His ev'ry dream was built around his daughter Caroline He remembered ev'ry time she'd turn another year And, at the birthday parties, when he'd shed a happy tear Thinking of the wedding dress that she would wear someday When he'd have to give his daughter Caroline away He thought of what he saw the night they called her from the roll A silver graduation ring and engagement ring of gold It seems as tho' twas yesterday he met her valentine And now she's grown and here to wed his daughter Caroline Maarching on his arm she whispered, "Pa, I still love you" Those words remained within his ears when she vowed, "I do" Cheer was sparkling from his eyes, but tears were in behind When he gave his heart away, his daughter Caroline |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
I got a booking with the airlines
Pack up and going to go I'm gonna leave here by plane, darling Because railway is much too slow I'm goin' back to my hometown Where I'm better known 'Cause you haven't done nothing, darling But ruin a happy home Now, when the sun sinks in the hillside The one you love will be gone And I know I will be blue darling But somehow I'll just travel on Now, would you rather care to kiss me Or would you prefer to just say goodbye 'Cause I will turn and leave you darling I don't want to see you cry |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
I want to be your driver
I want to be your driver I would love to ride you I would love to ride you way 'round Would be ready when you want me To drive you on downtown Yeah, I want to drive your Your long and beautiful Your round and wide Built to roll limousine Never had the thrill of drivin' Such a wonderful machine I rode all 'round the mountains Right down in the valley I would travel all over Would drive you home with ease You will enjoy every journey It will be my aim to please |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
It wasn't me, baby, no it wasn't me, baby
It must have been some other body, uh uh, baby, it wasn't me Said he was cold, tired and hungry, came a-beggin' for bread The lady took him and fed him breakfast in bed It wasn't me, Boss, it wasn't me, it wasn't me It must have been some other body, uh uh, Boss, it wasn't me You say you saw my car parked in the drive-in one night Came over to speak to me, I was out of sight I wasn't me, baby, uh uh, baby, it wasn't me It must have been some other body, uh uh, Sarge, it wasn't me Yes, a shrewd young whipper snapper love to run and play But the draft got him, they inducted him today It wasn't me, Sarge, uh uh, Sarge, it wasn't me It must have been some other body, uh uh, Sarge, it wasn't me I met a German girl in England who was goin' to school in France Said we dance in Mississippi at a Alpha Kappa dance It wasn't me, Officer, no, Officer, it wasn't me It must have been some other body, uh uh, Officer, it wasn't me Wailin' down the freeway, testing out the cruisin' power State trooper trailing, clocked him ninety miles per hour It wasn't me, Sheriff; Uh huh, Sheriff, it wasn't me Ah! It must have been some other body, uh uh, Sheriff, it wasn't me Calling for brave young soldiers, needed on the front row Lieutenant said, "Which one of y'all volunteer to go?" It wasn't me, Captain, uh uh, Captain, it wasn't me It must have been some other body, uh uh, Captain, it wasn't me |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
I got a nineteen sixty-six cherry red Mustang Ford.
It's got a three hundred and eighty five horsepower over load You know it's way too fast to be crawlin?on these interstate roads. I broke her in at the airport on a runway at the J.F.K. I just touched the gas pedal and like to ran off into Jamaica Bay I had to spin the wheels backwards or the momentum would have carried me away It's getting to be a big problem trying to figure the best possible route I tried to stop in Indianapolis once, and had to back up from Terre Haute But now I can slow and stop her with my windbreaker parachute |
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It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
Except you and me So set 'em' up Joe, I got a little story I think you should know We're drinking my friend, to the end Of a brief episode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road I know the routine, put another nickel In the machine I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music Easy and sad I could tell you a lot, but it's not In a gentleman's code Make it one for my baby And one more for the road You'd never know it, but buddy I'm a kind of poet And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me Till it's talked away Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin' Anxious to close Thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind My bending your ear But this torch that I found, It's gotta be drowned Or it's gonna explode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road |
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Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child
There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo beat That old boy sure pick some old mean guitar right off Rampart Street Stays crowded every time he's there, people come there from near and far I don't think nobody knows his name, they just know it's a Go-Go guitar They just know it's a Go-Go guitar Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child Go see that old boy play his guitar right off Rampart Street Right off Rampart Street |
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I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause the woman I'm loving, she has left this town If I'm feeling tomorrow just like I feel today If I'm feeling tomorrow just like I feel today I'm gonna pack my bags and make a getaway St. Louis woman without your diamond ring If you didn't have good looks, you wouldn't mean a thing If it was not for powder and your super hair Without the man who loves you, you wouldn't get nowhere ?nowhere I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be You know I love you, but you don't care for me I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be You know I love you, but you don't care for me I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
Si llego el momento ya de separarnos
En silencio el corazon dice y suspira: Vaya con Dios mi vida Vaya con Dios mi amor Las campanas de la iglesia suenan tristes Y parece que al sonar tambien te dicen: Vaya con Dios mi vida Vaya con Dios mi amor Adonde vayas tu yo ire contigo En suenos siempre junto a ti junto estare, Mi voz escucharas dulce amor mio Pensando como estaras Volvernos siempre a ver La alborada al despertar feliz te espera Si en tu corazon yo voy, a donde quieras Vaya con Dios mi vida, vaya con Dios mi amor.... |
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In the wee hours of the morning
After all have gone to bed Yes, I go all to myself Think of things that you have said Yeah, but I fall asleep, do you wonder If there is anything for me ahead I fell in love with you, baby Before I even held your hand And you were still in your teens Too young to understand But when you looked at me and smiled, darling That's when it all began You know I was just sitting here thinking About the things we used to do Ah, but you now belong to someone else And I'm still in love with you You know I wonder, I wonder Will I ever be back with you |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
If I should lose you it would jurt so bad
You are the only love that I've had Tell me why Why should it end this way You know it hurts me deep in my heart To know that we are drifting apart Tell me why Why should it end this way Yes, I could scream, I want you to know It'll hurt me so bad if you should go Tell me why Why should it end this way |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry In London/ Fresh Berry`s (2007)
You came a long way from St. Louis,
You climbed the ladder of success ... I've seen the flashy foreign cars That were parked out in front of Your fancy address! You came a long way from St. Louis, You broke a lot of hearts between ... I've met a gang of gloomy guys Who were doin' all right 'Till you came on the scene! You blew in from the middle-west And certainly impressed The population here-abouts ... Well baby, I got news for you, I'm from Missouri too, So, naturally, I got my doubts! You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, A feelin' I ain't gonna know ... You came a long way from St. Louis, But baby, you still got a long way to go! My, how you come up! Hmmm, you really come on! Hey, I'll have your address! St. Louis woman, You're a St. Louis doll! You blew in from the middle-west And certainly impressed The population here-abouts ... Well baby, I've got news for you, I'm from Missouri too, So, naturally, I got my doubts! You got 'em droppin' by the way-side, A feelin' I ain't gonna know ... You came a long way from St. Louis, But baby, you still got a long way to go! You left St. Louis far behind, Keep this little thought in mind, You still ... got a long way to go! |
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from Cars (카) by Randy Newman [ost] (2006)
Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that the highway that the best Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than 2000 miles all the way Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes from St Louis, down to Missouri Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty Youl see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona dont forget Winona Kingsman, Barstaw, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly trip And go take that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes from St. Louis, down to Missouri Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty Youl see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona dont forget Winona Kingsman, Barstaw, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly tip And go take that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route 66? |
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from Chuck Berry - Live At The Fillmore Auditorium/ San Francisco (2006)
Well, I'm driftin' and driftin' like a ship out on the sea
Yes, I'm driftin' and driftin' like a ship out on the sea Ah, you know I ain't got nobody in this world to care for me Ah, if my baby would only take me back again Mm, if my baby would only take me back again Well, you know I ain't good for nothin', darlin', and I haven't got a friend Please come back, baby, baby, please come back home Please come back home, baby, baby, please come back home I wanna show you just how much I love you, and how it feels to be alone |
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from Chuck Berry - Live At The Fillmore Auditorium/ San Francisco (2006)
You said you was hurting, almost lost your mind,
And the man you love, he hurts you all the time. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. You love him more when you should love him less. I pick up behind him and take his mess. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. He love another woman and I love you, But you love him and stick to him like glue. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. Now you better leave him; he better put you down. Oh, I won't stand to see you pushed around. When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too. |
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from Chuck Berry - Live At The Fillmore Auditorium/ San Francisco (2006)
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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from Chuck Berry - Live At The Fillmore Auditorium/ San Francisco (2006)
When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh (chorus 2x) My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling Then momma took me to grammer school But I stopped off in the best of youth Everytime that bell would ring Watch me playin with my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh (chorus 2x) Once I was climbing the garden wall I slipped and had a terrible fall I fell so hard I heard bells ring Nut held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh (chorus 2x) Once I was swimmin cross turtle creek Man them snappers all around my feet Sure was hard swimmin cross that thing With both hands holdin my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh (chorus 2x) This little song, it ain't so sad The cutest little song you ever had Those of you who will not sing You must be playin with your own ding-a-ling! (chorus 2x) Your own ding-a-ling your own ding-a-ling We saw you playin with your own ding-a-ling My ding-a-ling everybody sing I wanna play with my ding-a-ling I w-a-n-n-a p-l-a-y w-i-t-h m-y d-i-n-g-a-l-i-n-g!!! |
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from Chuck Berry - Live At The Fillmore Auditorium/ San Francisco (2006)
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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from Joe Jackson - I'm The Man (2006)
Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted
All day I'm walking cause I couldn't get my car started I'm laid off from my job and I can't afford to check it I wish somebody come along and run into it and wreck it Come on - since my baby parted Come on - I can't get started Come on - I can't afford a jacket I wish somebody come along and run into it and wreck it Come on... I wish somebody come along and run into it and wreck it Everything is wrong since I've been without you All alone I'm lying here I'm thinkin' about you A guy is on the phone and it sounds like thunder Cause some stupid jerk's tryin' to reach another number Come on - since I've been without you Come on - I always think about you Come on - the phone sounds like thunder Some stupid jerk's tryin' to reach another number Come on... Some stupid jerk's tryin' to reach another number Everything is wrong since I last saw you, baby I really want to see you and I don't mean maybe I'm tryin' everything tryin' to make you see That I belong to you, girl, and you belong to me So come on - I wanna see you baby Come on - I don't mean maybe Come on - I'm tryin' to make you see That I belong to you and, honey, you belong to me Come on... Cause I belong to you and, honey, you belong to me Come on... |
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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You just started doing the things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybellene in a Coup De Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and it started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rain water blowin' all under my hood I knew that was doin' my motor good Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The motor cooled down, the heat went down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do |
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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
220 pounds is alot to carry round.
You could even say that she is fat. Roly Poly, Roly Poly. If she were thin and without a double chin, There wouldn't be so much for me to love. Roly Poly, Roly Poly |
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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Chuck Berry - After School Session (2004)
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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from Jazz On A Summer's Day (2003)
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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from A Musical Array For The Holiday!! (더 캣) [ost] (2003)
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice Bought me a hi-fi for Christmas, now I'm living in paradise Well, I'm feelin' mighty fine, I got good music on my radio Well, I feel so fine, I got good music on my radio Yes, I wanna hug and kiss you baby While you're standing beneath the mistletoe. Santa came down the chimney, 'bout a half past three Left all these pretty presents that you see before me Merry Christmas baby, you really been good to me. I will always love you baby Now I'm happy as I can be. |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school
They ain't said I broke no rule I ain't never been in Dutch I don't browse around too much Don't bother me, leave me alone Anyway I'm almost grown I don't run around with no mob Got myself a little job I'm gonna buy me a little car Drive my girl in the park Got my eye on a little girl Ah, she's really out of this world When I take her to the dance She's got to talk about romance You know I'm still livin' in town But I done married and settled down Now I really have a ball So I don't browse around at all |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
Eight o'clock in the morning
And I'm movin' on out to school With an open book and a sleepy look The teacher can't be fooled I took a pass in the early class The teacher will never know That I postponed my work at home Watching the evening show Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) Three o'clock in the afternoon Completes the day of school Before the ding can feast a ring He's in the vestibule Betty and Barbara and Jeannie and Jane Are yakety-yakkin' with Joan About some things that Anthony told her Over the telephone Here there, Tony me boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, how he blush (go!) Betty told Lee the second that I Had told her not to tell Now that you know, she knows I know You know that all is well Calm down, Tony me boy Don't let them get in your hair With a good education You may become a multi miljonaire Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
They say the joint was rockin'
a goin' 'round and round Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down Oh it sounds so sweet I gotta take me a chance Rose out of my seat just had to dance Started movin' my feet well a clappin' my hands Well the joint started Rockin' Going 'Round and around Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound A well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down Twelve o'clock Well the place as packed Front doors was locked Well the place was packed When the police knocked Both doors flew back But they kept on a .... Oh they kept on a.... |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
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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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
It was in ancient history, four thousand B.C.
Back up in the jungle in a coconut tree Hanging on a branch up under the sun Was a meddlesome monkey named Jo Jo Gunne Old Leo the lion came down from the mountain To get a drink of water from the jungle fountain Jo Jo the monkey started tellin' him jive About the elephant who was gonna skin him alive Leo tried to reach and grab Jo Jo's tail Got mad and went roarin' through the jungle trail He ran upon an elephant beneath a tree And said, put up your dukes you gotta tussle with me An ol' eagle from Asia made a non stop flight Tryin' to make it in time, just to see them fight A crocodile phoned and reversed the charge Coming all the way from India on a local barge Ol' gorilla heard 'em talking in the lion's den But Jo Jo bet him three bucks the elephant wins Jo Jo yelled at Leo, Go on, knock him down He don't outweigh you but a thousand pounds Leo left wailin' with a left upper cut The elephant took his snoot and grabbed a coconut Leo fired a beautiful short back cross That's when the coconut landed up against his jaw Leo grew tired, but he wouldn't give in The elephant all loose, beat his jawbone in The buzzard said, they fought furious all day He couldn't understand how Leo got away Jo Jo runnin' everywhere, spreadin' the news To the zebras and the leopards and the kangaroos A hoot owl reported everything he saw Had his eyes wide open, they called it a draw Leo limping back with his jawbone bruised Jo Jo in the trees started singin' the blues Laughin', meddling, jumpin' up and down Till his foot missed a limb and he fell to the ground Just like a bolt of thunder and a streak of heat Leo covered Jo Jo with all four feet Jo Jo was screamin' with tears in his eyes Said, please mister Leo, I apologize Said, if you let my feet upon solid ground I'll fight you close range, fifteen rounds Leo got back to the square of the fight Jo Jo took a leap and jumped... out of sight |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
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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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled There she is again Standin' over by the record machine Lookin' like a model On the cover of a magazine She's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile I was thinkin' She's in the mood No need to break it I got a chance, I oughta take it If she'll dance we can make it C'mon queenie let's shake it Go, go, go, little queenie Go, go, go, little queenie Go, go, go, little queenie Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine Lookin?like a model On the cover of a magazine She's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile, I was still thinkin' If it's a slow song We'll admit it If it's a rocker, then we'll get it If it's good, she'll admit it C'mon queenie, let's get with it Go, go, go, little queenie Go go, go, go, little queenie Go go, go, go, little queenie? |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You just started doing the things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybellene in a Coup De Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and it started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rain water blowin' all under my hood I knew that was doin' my motor good Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The motor cooled down, the heat went down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do |
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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
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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from Chuck Berry - Berry Is On Top (2001)
She'd 9 years old and sweet as she can be
All dressed up like a downtown christmas tree Dancin' and hummin' a rock-roll melody She's the daughter of a well-respected man Who taught her how to judge and understand Since she became a rock-roll music fan Sweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and roller Her daddy don't have to scold her, her mother can't hardly hold her She never gets any older, sweet little rock and roller (instrumental) Should've seen her eyes when the band began to play And the famous singers sang and barred away When the stars performed, she screamed and yelled "hooray!" Ten thousand eyes were watching them leave the floor Five thousand tongues were screaming "more! more!" About 1500 waitin' outside the door (repeat and fade): Sweet little rock and roller |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
They say the joint was rockin'
a goin' 'round and round Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down Oh it sounds so sweet I gotta take me a chance Rose out of my seat just had to dance Started movin' my feet well a clappin' my hands Well the joint started Rockin' Going 'Round and around Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound A well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down Twelve o'clock Well the place as packed Front doors was locked Well the place was packed When the police knocked Both doors flew back But they kept on a .... Oh they kept on a.... |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA New York, Los Angeles, oh how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St-Lou. Did I miss the skyscrapers? Did I miss the long freeway? From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay You can bet your life I did, 'til I got back to the USA Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe? Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled There she is again Standin' over by the record machine Lookin' like a model On the cover of a magazine She's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile I was thinkin' She's in the mood No need to break it I got a chance, I oughta take it If she'll dance we can make it C'mon queenie let's shake it Go, go, go, little queenie Go, go, go, little queenie Go, go, go, little queenie Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine Lookin?like a model On the cover of a magazine She's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile, I was still thinkin' If it's a slow song We'll admit it If it's a rocker, then we'll get it If it's good, she'll admit it C'mon queenie, let's get with it Go, go, go, little queenie Go go, go, go, little queenie Go go, go, go, little queenie? |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You just started doing the things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybellene in a Coup De Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and it started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rain water blowin' all under my hood I knew that was doin' my motor good Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've just started back doing the things you used to do The motor cooled down, the heat went down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill Maybellene, why can't you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call 'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis, Tennessee Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge Help me, information, more than that I cannot add Only that I miss her and all the fun we had But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree And tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee Last time I saw Marie, she was waving me goodbye With hurry-home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye Marie is only 6 years old, information, please Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee |
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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Hail! Hail! Rock 'N' Roll (2000)
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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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry/ More Chuck Berry (1999)
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school
They ain't said I broke no rule I ain't never been in Dutch I don't browse around too much Don't bother me, leave me alone Anyway I'm almost grown I don't run around with no mob Got myself a little job I'm gonna buy me a little car Drive my girl in the park Got my eye on a little girl Ah, she's really out of this world When I take her to the dance She's got to talk about romance You know I'm still livin' in town But I done married and settled down Now I really have a ball So I don't browse around at all |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry/ More Chuck Berry (1999)
Eight o'clock in the morning
And I'm movin' on out to school With an open book and a sleepy look The teacher can't be fooled I took a pass in the early class The teacher will never know That I postponed my work at home Watching the evening show Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) Three o'clock in the afternoon Completes the day of school Before the ding can feast a ring He's in the vestibule Betty and Barbara and Jeannie and Jane Are yakety-yakkin' with Joan About some things that Anthony told her Over the telephone Here there, Tony me boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, how he blush (go!) Betty told Lee the second that I Had told her not to tell Now that you know, she knows I know You know that all is well Calm down, Tony me boy Don't let them get in your hair With a good education You may become a multi miljonaire Hey there Anthony boy Why are you in such a rush (go!) The girl, she wanna talk to you Look at him, he's a-blush (go!) |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry/ More Chuck Berry (1999)
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA New York, Los Angeles, oh how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St-Lou. Did I miss the skyscrapers? Did I miss the long freeway? From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay You can bet your life I did, 'til I got back to the USA Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe? Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA |
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from Chuck Berry - Chuck Berry/ More Chuck Berry (1999)
Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by Everytime I see her she's with a different guy Beautiful Delilah, that's the reason why Rebecca don't allow me to fool around with you You are so tantalizing, you just can't be true Beautiful Delilah dressed in the latest style Swingin' like a pendulum walkin' down the aisle Deep romantic eyes, speak so low and mild Maybe you will settle down and marry after a while Beautiful Delilah bathin' in the sun Audience of seventeen, and notice not a one Local Casanova Wouldn't be outdone Let her steal his heart away and break it just for fun |
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