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You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain
Too much love drives a man insane You broke my will But what a thrill Goodness gracious great balls of fire! I laughed at love cause I thought it was funny but you came along and moooooved me honey I've changed my mind This love is fine Goodness gracious great balls of fire! Kiss me baby Mmmm feels good Hold me baby Welll I want to love you like a lover should You're fine, so kind Got to tell this world that you're mine mine mine mine I chew my nails and I twiddle my thumbs I'm real nervous but it sure is fun C'mon baby, you drive me crazy Goodness gracious great balls of fire! (piano solo) Welll kiss me baby Mmmm feels good Hold me baby Welll I want to love you like a lover should You're fine, so kind Got to tell this world that you're mine mine mine mine I chew my nails and I twiddle my thumbs I'm real nervous but it sure is fun C'mon baby, drive me crazy Goodness gracious great balls of fire! |
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| 1:58 |
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You know I can be found sittin' home all alone
If you can't come around a least please telephone Don't be cruel to a heart that's true Baby if I made you mad for somethin' I might have said Please let's forget the past the future looks bright ahead Don't be cruel I got a heart so true I don't want no other love honey it's just you I'm thinkin' of Let's walk up to the preacher and let us say I do Then you gonna have me baby I got a little bitty your love too And don't don't don't don't be cruel I don't want no other love honey it's just you I'm thinkin' of Hey don't stop thinkin' about me and don't make me feel this way Come on over here and love me you know what I want you to say Don't be cruel to a heart that's true Well I don't want no other love honey it's just you I'm thinkin' of Don't be cruel to a heart that's true don't be cruel to a heart that's true Why should we be apart I really love you baby cross my heart |
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Well, you can't be my lovin' baby
You ain't got the style I'm a-gonna get some real gone love That'll drive a cool cat wild I wanna move, move on down the line Gonna get me a gal, then I go out on the town Well, I wanna move on down the line I'm gonna get me a gal, make some time She can't be square, she can't be slow And when she starts a-struttin' she's gotta go I'm gonna move, move on down the line Well, I'm in love, have been all the time Yeah, I'm gonna show you ain't so hot I'm gonna get what you ain't got She'll be sweet, won't do me wrong She'll be cool and twice as gone We're gonna roll on, roll on down the line I'm gonna get some love, lovin' that's truly fine Well, I wanna move on down the line I'm gonna get some lovin, truly fine A love that'll be twice as gone And when she starts a-struttin' she's gotta go I wanna move on, move on down the line Well, I'm gonna do right, do right all the time I'm gonna do right, do right all the time |
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Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, down the bayou
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh, my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya, a-craw fish pie and-a file gumbo Yeah, tonight I'm gonna see my machez amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, we're gonna have a little fun on the bayou Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin' Kinfolk, come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh, my oh Son of a gun, we're gonna have a little fun on the bayou Jambalaya, a-craw fish pie and-a file gumbo Well, tonight I'm gonna see my machez amio Pick guitar, gonna fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou |
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| 2:26 |
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All around the water tank
Waitin' for a train I'm a thousand miles away from home Sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman Just to make a line of talk He said, "Son if you've got money" "I'll see that you don't walk" Well, I haven't got a nickel Not a penny can I show Well, get off, get off, you railroad bum He slammed the boxcar door Well, he put me off in Texas A state I dearly love Wide open spaces all around me, Lord The moon and stars above My pocketbook is empty My old heart is filled with pain I'm a thousand miles away from home And I'm waitin' for a train |
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Everybody tells me love is blind maybe so but I refuse to see
Everybody tells me the things you do I don't care cause I'm a fool for you It doesn't really matter what you are it only matters what you are to me And if it's I'm not wise enough to see but with love be without fools like me Maybe lovin' you that's not so smart and maybe bein' you break my heart I really should've loved you but I'd knew and I keep stop cause I'm a fool for you I only hope this kind of love is real cause I can't ever change the way I feel And maybe maybe I'm not wise enough to see but with love be without fools like me |
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They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay All over St.Louis And 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 Famed autographs Her wallet filled with pictures She gets them one by one Becomes 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 alright with you" 'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand In Philadelphia, Pa. 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 'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand In Philadelphia, Pa. 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 dresses and lipstick She's sportin' high - heel shoes Oh but tomorrow morning She'll have to change her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again Well the'll be rockin' in Boston Pittsburgh, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay Way out in St.Louis Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen |
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