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| 3:42 | 
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Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's kind of tall He's really fine Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine And he's neat And oh so sweet And just the way he looked at me He swept me off my feet (Yeah) Ooo whee, you ought to come and see How he walks , humm And how he talks Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's really down And he's no clown He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town And he's cute In his mohair suit And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see His dueling scar And brand new car (yeah yeah) Every time he says he loves me Chills run down my spine Every time he wants to kiss me Oh he makes me feel so fi-i-ine Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Well he can dance (He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-) And make romance (mance baby, cause he's a looker) That's when I felt in love With just one glance (He's sweet talking and cool) He was shy And so was I And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see He's the most (yeah yeah ) >From coast to coast (yeah yeah ) Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City |
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| 2. |
| 2:22 |
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*Trickle, Trickle, Splash, Splash
Tell me how long will this rain last The rain keeps droppin', there ain't no stoppin', Tell me how long will this rain last Trickle, Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got to see my sweet gum drop She's there waitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tell me just when this rain will stop Ronnie, dig my clothes here boy, One button row Well, you know I'm sharp, as a tack, Say can you lend me your Cadillac Gotta go, gotta go to a party - yeah Please lend me your show Well if I can't take it, You know I can't make it, I won't see my baby no more. * Repeat Ronnie, she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, And I love her so. Well if I don't make the party, Man - she sure to blow. Gotta go, gotta go to the party - yeh, Please lend me your show, Well if I can't take it, you know I can't make it, I won't see my baby no more. * Repeat Trickle, Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got to see my sweet gum drop She's there waitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tell me how long will this rain last Tell me how long will it last |
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| 3. |
| 3:01 |
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Gloria
Gloria It's not Marie Gloria It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) But she's not in love with me Can't you see It's not Marie Gloria It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) But she's not in love with me And maybe (maybe) She'll want me (want me) But who am I to know (who am I to know) And maybe (ooh, maybe) She'll want me (ooh, want me) But who am I to know (who am I to know) Oh--- Gloria (Gloria) It's not Marie Gloria (Gloria) It's not Cherie Gloria (Gloria) 'Cause she's not in love with me Gloria! |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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Operator
Give me information Information Give me long distance Long distance Give me heaven... (Two, three) Operator Information Give me Jesus on the line Operator Information I'd like to speak to a friend of mine Oh prayer is the number Faith is the exchange Heaven is the street And Jesus is his name Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the line Operator Information Won't you tell me why Tell me why Operator Information Don't try to tell me What number to call My mother used this number When I was very small And everytime she dialed it She always got 't call the Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the line Operator Information Please hurry if you can Oh Operator Information Please connect me With the man Don't worry 'bout the money You know I will pay the charge Just give me on the line I'm callin' from my heart Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the line Please give me Jesus on the line Won't you please - Give me Jesus Give me Jesus on the line Yeah! |
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| 5. |
| 3:07 |
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Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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| 6. |
| 3:51 |
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Take a seat and cool it 'cause unless you overrule it
We are ready to show you some blowin' A rompin' and a stompin' is a lot of fun Four brothers who are blowin' our horns So settle down an' listen 'cause you don't know what you're missin' And we're ready to give you a showin' A movin' it 'n groovin' it has just begun Four brothers who are blowin' our horns We got a little message that you're gonna enjoy Ain't no sense in dodgin' the facts So settle in your easy chair an' if you ever had a care - forget it, It's time to relax We might as well admit it, we're the best that ever did it But in case you ain't too sure a knowin' We're gonna let you listen to us one by one Four brothers who are blowin' our horns |
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| 5:10 | 
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| 8. |
| 5:16 |
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My, my Oh the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooo that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove It's cookin'Want some more We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazzKansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top Blow your ownOoo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Ooo c'est si bon Ooo ooo ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop Never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got Cool and hot Just for you The pleasures of the soul Come on Come in And check it out Soul food to goYeah, yeah yeah... |
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| 9. |
| 3:44 |
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(Rod Temperton/Derek Bramble)
Down on the corner there's a reason to smile When those evenin' shadows fall Some kinda feelin' that it's hard to deny Once the neon lights start to call People out there searchin' for action Daytime distraction slippin' right on by Tonight, let's taste the spice of life Keep it sweet until the mornin' light Let fantasy unfold And let the lovin' flow Caught in the madness of a summer romance At a moonlight rendezvous Lost in the spirit of a sensual dance That can cast a spell over you All you need's a night to remember Flyin' together on the highest high Tonight, let's taste the spice of life A little music and some candlelight Put passion in control And let the lovin' flow Could be the start of a million dreams we share So lay back in the feelin' let the evenin' take you there All we need is a night to remember Flyin' together on the highest high Tonight, let's taste the spice of life A little music and some candlelight Put passion in control And let the lovin' flow All night we'll taste the spice of life Keep it sweet until the mornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That's the only way to go |
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| 10. |
| 2:57 |
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Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Dit dot ditty, Baby come home to me I sent my baby a telegram asking to be her man Begging her to come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Oh I dotted the I's and I crossed the T's And I'm begging pretty please Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Dit dot? Baby I want your love Woo-oo Baby I need your love Ooo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot? Got to have your love Woo-oo Can't live without your love Woo-oo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Oh I made mistakes, yes that's the truth But the biggest one I made with you Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me) I thought that you would understand I'm just a one woman man Not like before so come back home to me (Baby come home to me) Dit dot... Baby I want your love Woo-oo Baby I need your love Ooo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot... Got to have your love Woo-oo Can't live without your love Woo-oo Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me) Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty Ooo, aahh (Baby come home to me) I said Come back come back to me Come back come back to me Come back baby come back to me Come back come back to me Come back come back to me Come back baby come back to me (Repeat to fade) |
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| 11. |
| 3:30 |
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Candy
I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet on Candy and Candy's sweet on meShe understands me My understanding Candy And Candy's always handy When I need sympathyYou wish that there were four of her So I could love much more of her She has taken your complete heart Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my Candy And make her mine, all mineCandy I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet, so sweet on Candy And Candy's sweet on meYou wish that there were four of him Oh how I could love much more of him He has taken your complete heart You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my candy Gee how the sun will shineOn the day my Candy On the day my Candy On the day my Candy's mine |
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| 12. |
| 3:51 |
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That certain night
The night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square I may be right I may be wrong But I'm perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square The moon that lingered over London town Poor puzzled moon He wore a frown Oh how could he know we two were so in love The whole wide world was upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodbye A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square A nightingale sang. A nightingale sang The streets of town Were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodbye A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square |
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| 13. |
| 6:03 |
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5,000 light years from Birdland
But I'm still preachin' the rhythm Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland An' I'm still teachin' it with 'em Years from the land of the Bird An' I am still feelin' the spirit 5,000 light years from Birdland But I know people can hear it Bird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, then played it Well-stated! Birdland-- it happened down in Birdland Oh! In the middle of that hub I remember one jazz club Where we went to pat feet Down on fifty-secon' street Everybody heard that word That they named it after Bird Where the rhythm swooped and swirled The jazz corner of the world An' the cats they gigged in there Were beyond compare Birdland - I'm singin' Birdland Birdland - Ol' swingin' Birdland Hey, man, the music really turns you on! Y' turn me on, Really, y' turn me aroun' 'N turn me on Down them stairs, lose them cares - where? Down in Birdland Total swing, bop was king - there Down in Birdland Bird would cook, Max would look - where? Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - there Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - where? Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - there Down in Birdland Yeah--- There may never be nothin' such as that No Mo' - No Mo' Down in Birdland, that's where it was at I know - I know Back in them days bop was ridin' high Hello! 'n goodbye! How well those cats remember Their first Birdland gig To play in Birdland is an honor we still dig Yeah---that club was like-- In another world, sure enough-- Yeah, baby All o' the cats had the cookin' on People just sat an' they was steady lookin' on Then Bird--he came 'n spread the word-- Birdland Yes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, he did, Parker played at Birdland Yes, he really did Yes, indeed, he really did Yes, he really did Told the truth down in Birdland Yes, indeed he did, Yardbird Parker played in Birdland Yes, indeed, he really did Charlie Parker played in Birdland Bird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, Then played it Well-stated! Birdland It happened down in Birdland Everybody dug that beat Everybody stomped their feet Everybody digs be-bop An' they'll never stop Down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah! Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah! Down in Birdland Bird would cook, Max would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - yeah Down in Birdland Down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in Birdland Bird would cook, Max would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - yeah Down in Birdland Down them stairs, lose y' cares -yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in Birdland Bird would cook, Max would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Background Solo: Come in pairs down them stairs, lose y' cares Them that dares gits it! Pay the gate, don't be late It's a date! - whattay' know If y' dig, then you'll dig, it's a groove Quite a groove, 'cause y' t' move Come in twos, pay your dues What can you lose? Just your blues! So lose them! The band swingin' one and all and what a ball! Yeah! Music is good, music is better than good Pretty good Very nice Really very good - things are bein' like they should Very good -- very good -- very good All y' gotta do is lend an ear An' listen to it Then y' dig a little sooner than soon You'll be diggin' everything diggin' all the music What a ball! How y' gonna figure out A way t' bring it all about amid a Lot o' other music on the set'n on The scene know what I mean? How y' gonna separate the music from the scene 'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean Y' gonna hear a lotta' sound -- a lotta soun' |
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| 14. |
| 2:48 |
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I love coffee, I love tea
I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup (Boy!) I love java, sweet and hot Whoops Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot Shoot the pot and I'll pour me a shot A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup Oh slip me a slug from the wonderful mug And I'll cut a rug just snug in a jug A sliced up onion and a raw one Draw one - Waiter, waiter, percolator I love coffee, I love tea I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup Boston bean (soy beans) Green bean (cabbage and greens) I'm not keen about a bean Unless it is a chili chili bean (boy!) I love java sweet and hot Whoops Mr. Moto I'm a coffee pot (yeah) Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot A cup, a cup, a cup (yeah) Slip me a slug of the wonderful mug 'An I'll cut a rug just as snug in a jug Drop a nickel in the pot Joe Takin' it slow Waiter, waiter, percolator I love coffee, I love tea I love the Java Jive and it loves me Coffee and tea and the java and me A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, boy! |
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| 2:58 |
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If you ever
Plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66 It winds from Chicago to LA More than two thousand miles all the way Hey, get your kicks on Route 66 Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Hey Janis, now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino Won't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino Won't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route six six Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route six six Whoo whoo ------ |
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| 16. |
| 6:09 |
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When I hear this melody
This strange illusion takes over me Through a tunnel of the mind Perhaps a present or future time oh, oh Out of nowhere comes this sound This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidal locomotion From a mystic unknown zone Hearin' the twilight Hearin' the twilight tone Unpretentious girl from Memphis Saw the future through her third eye People came with skepticism Picking, testing her precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenly they heard this sound This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round A signpost up ahead is calling Through the mystic unknown zone Hearin' the twilight Twilight swept away, feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilight swept away, ba da, loo da, ba da loo da Hearin' the twilight Twilight tone Submitted for your approval. One Mr. Miller, who's about to take a trip into oddness and obsolescene, through a zone whose boundaries are that of imagination. Accompanying him on this journey is the mesmerizing sound of the Twilight Tone. On a cold & rainy night One Mister Miller had a rare flight Glen was up there boppin' a rhythm Then the engine stopped to listen with him Play that beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heard this sound This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round Now he resides and plays trombone In the mystic unknown zone Hearin' the twilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin' the twilight (Hearin' the twilight) |
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