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written by B. Setzer
You say you love me baby Well this ain't no lost and found I've got just one deal to make then I'll be trouble bound They say that you're a doll, that with you I'll keep on winnin' I think they're talkin' 'bout the kind of doll that you stick pins in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll I asked the fortune teller where my love might be She gazed into her crystal ball then looked straight up at me I told her when your eyes met mine you cast an evil spell I made a deal with the devil man, my soul to him I'd sell You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll just stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll Got your gris-gris and your mojo, but it won't work on me Now you're mixin' up some love potion #3 Got my deal signed in blood and there ain't no turnin' back Cost me all of my money and my pink Cadillac You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll If you keep on sinnin', I'll stick another pin in You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll |
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You can really go go go
jumpin fast or rockin slow I will see ya when the band gone blow Now hold it, don't move it Now boogie some more I'm a good rockin daddy Yeah well I'm a good rockin daddy Up on my feet I can't be beat I'm a good rockin daddy I told the girls all to come and see just what the sandman brought to me They stood around with a great big smile And when you start to rock n' roll They all went wild I'm a good rockin daddy Yeah well I'm a good rockin daddy Up on my feet I can't be beat I'm a good rockin daddy Well I'll hold you close and I'll hold you tight You'll rock n' roll from left to right 'Round and round and round we go Rest awhile and we'll boogie some more I'm a good rockin daddy Yeah well I'm a good rockin daddy Up on my feet I can't be beat I'm a good rockin daddy Good Rockin' Daddy Good Rockin' Daddy Good Rockin' Daddy Good Rockin' Daddy |
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Your love
Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Your love Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Well God made the world and he made it round I got my baby and I'm glad I found Her love was meant for me And my baby she'll always be She gives me true love Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Your love Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Well love was made and I don't boast When he made you he made the most You've got that certain touch And to me baby you mean so much You give me your love Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Oh your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me You give me something baby hard to forget You give me your love Your true love Your true love baby that's what you give to me Your true love baby that's what you give to me True love baby that's what you give to me Oh baby true love baby that's what you give to me |
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written by B. Setzer
Diamonds and pearls, black silk stockings In her own world when she's rockin' She don't hang out with anyone else in the crowd Stiletto heels on the dance floor Does what she feels as the crowd roars She doesn't care what anyone else thinks of her My baby only cares for me We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea My baby only cares for me Give her a wink, exchange glances She doesn't give second chances Hey loverboy, you ain't got nothin' she needs Barons and earls would love to date her Better you should know sooner than later Hey, just one dance and you'll be caught in her trance My baby only cares for me We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea My baby only cares for me Silently waiting for love to explode on the scene Secretly wishing for someone to sweep her away What can I say? It could happen Black caviar, champagne cocktails Come as you are if all else fails Hey, here's the thing, she's got the world on a string My baby only cares for me We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea My baby only cares for me |
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My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
I said my baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac She said listen to me daddy I ain't never comin' back Baby baby won't you hear my plea C'mon sugar just hear my plea She said balls to ya daddy She ain't comin' back to me Baby baby won't you hear my plea C'mon sugar just hear my plea She said balls to ya daddy She ain't comin' back to me A Cadillac pulled up about ninety-five I said a Cadillac pulled up about ninety-five I said get a grip baby You won't take me out alive My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac I said Jesus baby where did you get the Cadillac She said balls to ya daddy I ain't never comin' back I ain't never comin' back I ain't never comin' back I ain't never comin' back I ain't never comin' back |
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written by J. Strummer and B. Setzer
As I came across the Pecos and broke west of the line This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time So I was racing through the rain with this rig from Tennessee When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me They were singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood Still my radio was singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me So I told him about the message; he said, That can't be right The storm knocked out the radio tower late last Saturday night But through the static we heard singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate Out the dead air on the waveband, the Texas Playboys break You'll hear a keening voice, Bob Wills is with you as you drive And you'll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935 Can you hear him singing I ain't sittin' in no shack Got me a Ford right out the back So come on and roll me over If I ain't there in nothing flat With a honky-tonk attitude I'll be doing the straight line swing C'mon and grab your horseshoe And throw it in the ring |
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I wanna mambo, sambo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer Every time I hear that mellow saxophone I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett Every time I hear that mellow saxophone I wanna rock rock rock Roll roll roll Bop bop bop I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it Whoaaaaa, Davy Crockett Every time I hear that mellow saxophone I wanna rock rock rock Roll roll roll Bop bop bop. by Gabita |
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written by B. Setzer and J. McDonnell
There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high Wearin' black drape coats, all real gone guys Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans Lookin' real tough and mighty mean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight They sew fishhooks under their collars They got razors in their shoes I said, "Go cat go," their battle cry World War III is startin' to brew Now the skinheads all use blackjacks And they're lookin' mighty mean They got chains wrapped around their fingers And their heads are all shaved clean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Well, there ain't a man left standin' So let's all go get a beer No team is a winner So we'll see you all next year There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do Line right up for a sideline view Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There's a rumble in Brighton tonight |
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Now if you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way take the highway that's the best Gets your kicks on Route 66 It winds from Chicago to LA More than 2000 miles all the way Get your kicks on Route 66 It goes through St. Louis Joplin, Missouri and Oklahoma City Lookin mighty pretty You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Winona, Barstow, Reno San Bernidino Won't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Now if you ever plan to motor west Travel my way take the highway that's the best Gets your kicks on Route 66 Gets your kicks on Route 66 Gets your kicks on Route 66 Gets your kicks on Route 66 Gets your kicks on Route 66 Gets your kicks on Route 66 |
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written by B. Setzer
Well, my baby and me went out late Saturday night I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right Well, pick you up and ten, gonna get you home at two Your mama don't know what I got in store for you But baby that's all right we're looking as cool as can be We found a little place that really didn't look half bad I had a whiskey on the rocks and change of a dollar for the jukebox Well, I put a quarter right into that can But all it played was disco, man Come on pretty baby, let's get out of here right away We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out Well, we're having a ball just tearing up the big dance floor Well, there's a real square cat, he looks 1974 Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice Look at me again and there's gonna be a fight We're gonna rock this town Rip this place apart We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside Yeah, we're gonna rock this town Tear it up We're gonna rip it down Rock this town Rock it inside out |
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written by B. Darin
As long as I'm singin' There's a bell up in my brain that's ringin' Makin' a crazy ding dong And if this band don't desert me Then there's nothin' in the world can hurt me As long as I'm singin' my song Give me trumpets, legato Put some saxes with 'em Bones, pizzicato Gimme rhythm As long as I'm singin' Then the world's all right And everything's swingin' Long as I'm singin' my song As long as I'm singin' Then the world's all right And everything's swingin' Long as I'm singin' my Long as I'm singin' my Long as I'm singin' my song |
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This cat's on a hot tin roof
Drinkin' that whiskey, 96 proof Don't need no doctor, don't feel no pain My legs are just two steps ahead of my brain This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof This cat's been out on the town I'm the cat's meow, I'm the king with a crown My head is spinnin' and I got the shakes I can't stop now 'cause I got no brakes This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof There ain't no point in holdin' me down I'll kick and I'll scratch and I'll howl Hey hound dog, get outta my way 'Cause this cat is on the prowl This cat's on a hot tin roof Jumpin' up and down like a long neck goose Shimmy and shake, baby you can't fail Rockin' so hard that it's off the scale This cat's on a hot tin roof This cat's gonna shake it loose This cat don't get the blues 'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof |
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> I got a little boogie but it ain't too clean
It's real low down and it's kinda mean The dirty boogie The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me Well you rattle and shake, you moan and groan A girl like you I could never bring home The dirty boogie The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me They're shakin' their hips and scream and shout And doin' things I can't even talk about The dirty boogie Catch my drift The dirty boogie When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me The dirty boogie What's it called? The dirty boogie Hey you all The dirty boogie How's it go? The dirty boogie Not too slow When I get low down, it's the dirty boogie for me |
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I like coffee,I like tea
I like you baby next to me You're as cool as red hot lava Jumpin' East of Java Cream and sugar,sure tastes sweet But baby you got all that beat Your that chick with the Swingin' feet Jumpin' East of Java It takes a lot of coffee beans Just to make a single cup You got me perculatin' Let's hit that place Where the cats all meet East of China past Bourbon street We'll be as cool as red hot lava Jumpin' East of Java Man we're jumpin' We're really jumpin' Jumpin' East of Java |
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I got my shoes shined up
I got my hair slicked down 'Cause baby I wanna hit the town Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 I'm gonna shake you up (all night) Rock you all night long (all right) Baby you got something Goin' on Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 You got the look I like(oh yeah) Come on and show it off Whatever your doin' blow it off Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 You know I just got paid I got my hot rod wheels So if you wanna find out how it feels Call me - Pennsylvania 6-5000 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 In your room,in your bed Keep it in your head,oh baby just call Pensylvannia 6-5000 Hey oh(hey oh) Hey oh(hey oh) Na na na na(na na na na) Pensylvania 6-5-0-0-0 Write it down,in your book On your wall,oh baby just call Pensylvania 6-5000 In your room,in your bed Keep it in your head,oh baby just call Pennsylvania 6-5000 Pennsylvania 6-5-0-0-0 |
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Come on baby
I jump into my rocket ause I'm ready to blast I don't know where I'm going but I'm going there fast Tonight there ain't no future and there isn't a past We'll make it like the first time so it won't be the last All I wanna do is everything that you ask Don't you know I'm really gettin' in the mood Got the jitter fingers and they're ready to pop When I get to groovin' ain't no way I can stop Baby when we get there then we're just gonna hop Got to ride the feeling baby straight to the top Girl you make my heart start beatin' flippity-flop Baby can't you tell I'm getting' in the mood (In the mood) The joint is jumpin' (In the groove) We're onto something (In the mood) The band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now We're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now (Come on, come on, come on, come on, baby) And when the party's over I just know where to go Where the after hours people Boogie you know I wanna hang a while Where the lights are real low And whisper to my baby And be takin' it slow And baby if you're ready Then I'm ready to blow Baby,now I'm really getting In the mood (In the mood) How the joint is jumpin' (In the groove) Yeah, we're onto something (In the mood) O-o the band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now Girl, we're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) Ho ho I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now I got on my best threads and my favorite shoes Now it's my time to play got no love for the blues Understand what I'm sayin' or you better get back Got no time to waste cause I'm one hep cat And when I start a-workin' I cruise like Dynaflow And when I'm in the mood I spread it all around I might the be man want his party on the run And when you see me comin' just call me Big King Fun...HAH When the party's over I just know where to go Where the after hours people Boogie you know I wanna hang a while Where the lights are low And whisper to my baby And be takin' it slow Baby if your ready Then I'm ready to blow (In the mood) Yeah the joint is jumpin' (In the groove) Girl, we're onto something (In the mood) Man, the band is pumpin' Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin' Come on now Girl, we're gonna party (I know how) Yeah to get it started (In the mood) Come on! I'm good to boogie Blow that jiving music now I'm in the mood. |
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written by B. Setzer
Well, my baby and me went out late Saturday night I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right Well, pick you up and ten, gonna get you home at two Your mama don't know what I got in store for you But baby that's all right we're looking as cool as can be We found a little place that really didn't look half bad I had a whiskey on the rocks and change of a dollar for the jukebox Well, I put a quarter right into that can But all it played was disco, man Come on pretty baby, let's get out of here right away We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out Well, we're having a ball just tearing up the big dance floor Well, there's a real square cat, he looks 1974 Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice Look at me again and there's gonna be a fight We're gonna rock this town Rip this place apart We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make 'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock 'til we pop Gonna roll 'til we drop Rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside Yeah, we're gonna rock this town Tear it up We're gonna rip it down Rock this town Rock it inside out |
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