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18 MILES TO MEMPHIS
(Brian Setzer)
THE STRAYCATS (EMI, 1983)
We've been driving all night long
Just to reach our destination in your town
We've been five hundred miles
Everyones asleep, there's not a sound
Ooh, eighteen weels a-rolling
Eighteen weels a-rolling 'round and 'round
Please mister driver
Won't you pull over here, we're really hungry
Yeah, well we'll have 14 steak and eggs
14 orange juice and 14 cups of coffee
Let's get back on the bus
This is one place that I really wanna see
Well, we're 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Yeah, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
A rocket in my pocket and I hit the fuse
Taking off in your direction, have you heard the news
We're just 18 miles from Memphis
And I won't leave till I've rocked you all
Alabama, Missisippi, Florida, Louisiana, big 'ol Texas
From New England down to Georgia
Kansas City, Colorado, California
Well, it's the last night of our tour,
We're gonna rock you thru the roof
Just wait and see
Yeah, we're 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Ooh, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Yeah, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Ooh, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Well we're 18 miles from Memphis
And we won't leave till we've rocked you all
ABC BOOGIE
(A. Russel - M. Spickel)
BILL HALEY & HIS COMETS (Decca 29204,
1954)
Down around the corner in a little school
Children learn their lessons and the golden rule
'Cause they got a teacher up from Basin Street
And she does her teaching with a boogie beat
Teachin' the ABC with rhtyhtm and E
Every single morning, it's the same old thing
All the kids are waiting for the bell to ring
When they hear it ringing, they all jump in line
Walking to the classroom, feeling mighty fine
They learn their ABC with rhtyhm and E
Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic
Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick
No education is ever complete
Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet
When the day is over and it's time to go
The children get their books and stand right at the door
Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit
To educate the kids and make 'em really fit
To say their ABC with rhtyhm and E
Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic
Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick
No education is ever complete
Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet
When the day is over and it's time to go
The children get their books and stand right at the door
Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit
To educate the kids and make 'em really fit
To say their ABC with rhtyhm and E
ALL SHOOK UP
(Blackwell - Presley)
ELVIS PRESLEY (RCA 47-6870, 1957)
A well a-bless my soul
What'sa wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you think of when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, please don't ask me what'sa on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that girl that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!
Well she touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have that girl that I love so fine!
She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah
I'm all shook up
AT THE HOP
(Madorra)
DANNY & THE JUNIORS (ABC 9871, 1957)
Bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah
Bah-bah-bah-bah. bah-bah-bah-bah, at the hop!
Well, you can rock it you can roll it
You can slop and even stroll it at the hop
When the record starts spinnin'
You chalypso when you chicken at the hop
Do the dance sensation that is sweepin' the nation at the hop
[Chorus]
Let's go to the hop
Let's go to the hop, (oh baby)
Let's go to the hop, (oh baby)
Let's go to the hop
Come on, let's go to the hop
Well, you can swing it you can groove it
You can really start to move it at the hop
Where the jockey is the smoothest
And the music is the coolest at the hop
All the cats and chicks can get their kicks at the hop
Let's go!
[Chorus]
Let's go!
Well, you can rock it you can roll it
You can slop and even stroll it at the hop
When the record starts spinnin'
You chalypso when you chicken at the hop
Do the dance sensation that is sweepin' the nation at the hop
You can swing it you can groove it
You can really start to move it at the hop
Where the jockey is the smoothest
And the music is the coolest at the hop.
All the cats and chicks can get their kicks at the hop.
Let's go!
[Chorus]
Bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah
Bah-bah-bah-bah. bah-bah-bah-bah, at the hop!
GENE AND EDDIE
(Brian Setzer - Lee Rocker - Slim Jim Phantom)
THE STRAYCATS (EMI, 1989)
Well, be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Well, be-bop-a-lula, summertime blues
Well, it's something else man and you can't lose
I'm gonna race with the devil and maybe I'll win
And I'm a-gonna dance with Skinny Jim
Well, hang on tight, you better get ready
'Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hallelujah I love her so, be-bi-bickey-bi-bo-bo-go
Cut across Shorty, you can't fail
She got red blue jeans and a pony tail
Well, hang on tight, you better get ready
'Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well, c'mon everybody and let's get together tonight
Say mama, can I go out tonight
Well, I sure miss you and a-twenty flight rock
Well get your dungarees on and let's blue Jean bop
Well, hang on tight, you better get ready
'Cause we ' re gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well, hang on tight, you better get ready
'Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
GET A JOB
(Richard Lewis - Earl T. Beal, Raymond Edwards - William F.
Horton)
THE SILHOUETTES (Ember 1029, 1958)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah)
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip, mum um um um um um
Get a job
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na
Well, every morning about this time, she gets me out of my bed
cryin'
Get a job
And at breakfast every day, she throws the want ads my way
And never fails to say
Get a job!
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah)
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip, mum um um um um um
Get a job
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na
And when I get the paper, I read it through and through
And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me
And then I go back to the house, hear that woman's mouth
Preaching and a-cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job
That I never could find
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah)
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip, mum um um um um um
Get a job
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na
And when I get the paper, I read it through and through
And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me
And then I go back to the house, hear that woman's mouth
Preaching and a-cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job
That I never could find
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah-doo)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na (bah)
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip, mum um um um um um
Get a job
Sha na na na, sha na na na na na
GINA
(The Paine Brothers)
STRAYCATS (EMI, 1989)
Well they say
Gina don't you run away with him
Because you know the trouble I've been in
Oh that was yesterday, oh listen when they say
Gina don't you run away with him
Well they say
Gina I'm a bad mistake
But that's the chance you gonna have to take
Well beggin' on my knees, beggin' don't please
Oh Gina don't you run away with him
Well Gina you're a young girl
But I think you're old enough to decide
They think we're foolin'
But I can see the love in your eyes
Oh Gina don't you run away with him
Hey!
Oh Gina don't you run away with him
Well Gina you're a young girl
But I think you're old enough to decide
They think we're foolin'
But I can see the love in your eyes
No! (No) No! (No)
Well listen when they say it baby
Gina don't you run away with him
Because you know the trouble I've been in
Oh that was yesterday, oh listen when they say
Gina don't you run away with him
Well they say
Gina don't you run away with him
GREAT BALLS OF FIRE
(Otis Blackwell - Jack Hammer)
JERRY LEE LEWIS (Sun 281, 1957)
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
You came along and moved me honey
I changed my mind, this love is fine
Goodness gracious great balls of fire
Kiss me baby, mmm... feels good
Hold me baby...
Well, I wants to love you like a lover should
Your fine, so kind
Like to tell this world that your mine-mine-mine-mine
I chew my nails and I twiddle my thumbs
I'm real nervous, but it sure is fun
Come on baby, you drive me crazy
Goodness gracious great balls of fire
Well, kiss me baby, mmm... feels good
Hold me baby
Well, I wants to love you like a lover should
Your fine, so kind
Like to tell this world that your mine-mine-mine-mine
I chew my nails and I twiddle my thumbs
I'm real nervous, but it sure is fun
Come on baby, you're drivin' me crazy
Goodness gracious great balls of fire
HONEY DON'T
(Carl Perkins)
CARL PERKINS (Sun 234, 1956)
Well how come you say you will when you won't
You tell me you do baby when you don't
Let me know honey how you feel
Tell the truth now is love real
Ah-ah oh, honey don't
Well honey don't, honey don't
Ooh honey don't, hey honey don't
Say you will when you won't ah-ah, honey don't
Well I love you baby and you ought to know
I like the way that you wear your clothes
Everything about you is so doggone sweet
You got that sand all over your feet
So ah-ah, hey honey don't
Honey don't, well honey don't
Ah-ah honey don't, honey don't
Say you will when you won't ah-ah, honey don't
(Hang on, come on let's rock now!)
Well sometimes I love you on a saturdaynight
Sunday morning you don't look right
You've been out a-painting the town
Oh-oh baby, you've been slippin' around
So ah-ah, hey honey don't
Well honey don't, bop-bop-bop, honey don't, bop-bop-bop-bop
Honey don't, well honey don't
Say you will when you won't ah-ah, honey don't
(Git it cats, let's go now!)
HOUND DOG
(Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller)
ELVIS PRESLEY (RCA 47-6604, 1956)
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
cryin' all the time.
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
cryin' all the time.
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
and you ain't no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed,
well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed,
well, that was just a lie.
You ain't never caught a rabbit
and you ain't no friend of mine.
I'M ON FIRE
(B. Feldman - J. Goldstein - R. Gottehrer)
JERRY LEE LEWIS (Smash 1886, 1964)
Well, help me mister fireman, please
You know I'm burning from my head to my knees
I'm aflame with such a burning desire
A little girl set my soul on fire
She's got me burning up like a paper cup
I said, uh-uh I'm on fire
Turn on a full alarm
I'm aflame from all of her charm
Oh, mister fireman can't you see
Can't you see what she's doing to me
She's got me burning up like a paper cup
I said, uh-uh I'm on fire
And when my baby kisses me
I start shakin' like a ship on a stormy sea
And when I hear her say
I'm gonna love you every minute of the day
I start to roast, like toast, oh wee
Help me mister fireman, please
You know I'm burning from my head to my knees
I'm aflame with such a burning desire
The little girl set my soul on fire
She's got me burning up like a paper cup
I said, uh-uh I'm on fire
And when my baby kisses me
I start shakin' like a ship on a stormy sea
And when I hear her say
I'm gonna love you every minute of the day
I start to roast, like toast, oh wee
Help me mister fireman, please
You know I'm burning from my head to my knees
I'm aflame with such a burning desire
The little girl set my soul on fire
She's got me burning up like a paper cup
I said, uh-uh I'm on fire
I'M WALKIN'
(Domino - Bartholomew)
FATS DOMINO (Imperial 5428, 1957)
I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin'
About you and me, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me, yeah-yeah
I'm lonely as I can be, I'm waitin'
For your company, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me
What you gonna do when the well runs dry?
You gonna run away and hide
I'm gonna run right by your side
For you pretty baby I'll even die
I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin'
About you and me, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me
I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin'
About you and me, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me, mm-mm
I'm lonely as I can be, I'm waitin'
For your company, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me
What you gonna do when the well runs dry?
You're gonna sit right down and cry
What you gonna do when I say bye-bye
All you gonna do is dry your eye
I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin'
About you and me, I'm hopin'
That you'll come back to me
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JAILHOUSE ROCK
(Leiber - Stoller)
ELVIS PRESLEY (RCA 47-7035, 1957)
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to wail
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block was a dancin' to the Jailhouse
Rock
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang
the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block was a dancin' to the Jailhouse
Rock
Number forty-seven said to number three
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see
I sure would be delighted with your company
come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me"
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block was a dancin' to the Jailhouse
Rock
The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
way over in the corner weepin' all alone
The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair"
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block was a dancin' to the Jailhouse
Rock
Shifty Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake
no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break"
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks"
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block was a dancin' to the Jailhouse
Rock
JENNY JENNY
(Johnson - Penniman)
LITTLE RICHARD (Specialty 606, 1957)
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
You know that I love you, we could live so happily
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, spinnin' like a spinnin' top
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, spinnin' like you ain't gonna stop
The greatest little momma you oughta see her reel and rock
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
You know that I love you, we could live so happily
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, girl I need you by my side
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, you know I need you by my side
You know I need you pretty baby, your ways I gotta really abide
now
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
You know that I love you, we could live so happily
STRAY CAT STRUT
(Brian Setzer)
STRAYCATS (Arista, 1981)
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air
Stray cat strut I'm a (lady's cat)
I'm a feline Casanova hey (man that's sad)
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can
(Yeah--, don't cross my path!)
I don't bother chasing mice around
I slink down ef="#rock">ROCK AND ROLL IS HERE TO STAY
ROCK THIS TOWN
ROCK-A-BILLY
ROCKABILLY BOOGlE
RUNAWAY BOYS
18 MILES TO MEMPHIS
(Brian Setzer)
THE STRAYCATS (EMI, 1983)
We've been driving all night long
Just to reach our destination in your town
We've been five hundred miles
Everyones asleep, there's not a sound
Ooh, eighteen weels a-rolling
Eighteen weels a-rolling 'round and 'round
Please mister driver
Won't you pull over here, we're really hungry
Yeah, well we'll have 14 steak and eggs
14 orange juice and 14 cups of coffee
Let's get back on the bus
This is one place that I really wanna see
Well, we're 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Yeah, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
A rocket in my pocket and I hit the fuse
Taking off in your direction, have you heard the news
We're just 18 miles from Memphis
And I won't leave till I've rocked you all
Alabama, Missisippi, Florida, Louisiana, big 'ol Texas
From New England down to Georgia
Kansas City, Colorado, California
Well, it's the last night of our tour,
We're gonna rock you thru the roof
Just wait and see
Yeah, we're 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Ooh, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Yeah, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Ooh, 18 miles from Memphis
18 miles from Memphis
Well we're 18 miles from Memphis
And we won't leave till we've rocked you all
ABC BOOGIE
(A. Russel - M. Spickel)
BILL HALEY & HIS COMETS (Decca 29204,
1954)
Down around the corner in a little school
Children learn their lessons and the golden rule
'Cause they got a teacher up from Basin Street
And she does her teaching with a boogie beat
Teachin' the ABC with rhtyhtm and E
Every single morning, it's the same old thing
All the kids are waiting for the bell to ring
When they hear it ringing, they all jump in line
Walking to the classroom, feeling mighty fine
They learn their ABC with rhtyhm and E
Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic
Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick
No education is ever complete
Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet
When the day is over and it's time to go
The children get their books and stand right at the door
Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit
To educate the kids and make 'em really fit
To say their ABC with rhtyhm and E
Well, a-reading, writing, arithmetic
Taught to the tune of a liquorice stick
No education is ever complete
Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet
When the day is over and it's time to go
The children get their books and stand right at the door
Teacher is so happy, because she's done her bit
To educate the kids and make 'em really fit
To say their ABC with rhtyhm and E
ALL SHOOK UP
(Blackwell - Presley)
ELVIS PRESLEY (RCA 47-6870, 1957)
A well a-bless my soul
What'sa wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you think of when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, please don't ask me what'sa on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that girl that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!
Well she touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have that girl that I love so fine!
She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm mm mm, mm, yeah, yeah
I'm all shook up
AT THE HOP
(Madorra)
DANNY & THE JUNIORS (ABC 9871, 1957)
Bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah
Bah-bah-bah-bah. bah-bah-bah-bah, at the hop!
Well, you can rock it you can roll it
You can slop and even stro
MATCHBOX
(C.L. Perkins)
CARL PERKINS (Sun 261, 1957)
Well I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go
I'm an ol' poor boy and a long way from home
I'm an ol' poor boy and a long way from home
Guess I'll never be happy, eveything I do is wrong, yeah
Well let me be your little dog, 'till your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog, 'till your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here, tell him what this little puppy
done
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
I got no matches, got a long way to go
Let 'er go boy, go-go
OH BABY BABE
(Johnny & Dorsey Burnette - Paul Burlison)
THE JOHNNY BURNETTE TRIO (Coral 61675,
1956)
Oh baby babe ...
Oh come back baby, I wanna make
You told me that you loved me
And always would be true
But now you've gone and left me
And made me oh so blue
love to you
babe
[Chorus]
Oh baby, come back a-baby come
Oh come back a-baby come
Oh come back baby, I wanna make love to you
Oh baby, babe ...
Oh come back baby, I want you to love me too
If I was you little baby
I'd go and have my face
I'd like to see you find a man
You think will take my place
[Chorus]
Now you may think I'm jealous
Of eveyone in town
But when it comes to lovin'
You're the sweetest thing around
[Chorus]
Oh baby babe
OH BOY
(West - Tilghman - Petty)
BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS (Brunswick
55035, 1957)
All of my lovin'
All of my kissin'
You don't know
What you been a-missin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you were meant for me
All of my life I been a-waitin'
Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you were meant for me
All of my life I been a-waitin'
Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'
Stars appear
And the shadows are fallin'
You can hear
My heart callin'
A little bit of lovin'
Makes everything right
And I'm gonna see
My baby tonight
All of my lovin'
All of my kissin'
You don't know
What you been a-missin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you were meant for me
All of my life I been a-waitin'
Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'
Dum dee dum dum, oh boy
Dum dee dum dum, oh boy
OOBY DOOBY
(W. Moore - D. Penner)
ROY ORBISON (Sun 242, 1956)
Hey baby, jump overhere
When you do the ooby-dooby I just gotta be near
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah
Well you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right
You do the ooby-dooby with all of your might
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah
Well you wiggle and you shake like a big rattlesnake
You do the ooby-dooby 'till you think you have a break
Oobu-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah
Well you've been struttin' 'cause now you know
Let's do the ooby-dooby, baby let's go!
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah
READY TEDDY
(Blackwell - Marascalco)
LITTLE RICHARD (Specialty 579, 1956)
Ready, set, go, man, go, I got a gal and I love her so
I'm ready, ready ready Teddy
I'm ready, ready ready Teddy
I'm ready, ready ready to a rock 'n' roll
Goin' down to the corner, pick up my sweetie pie
She's my rock 'n' roll baby, she's the apple of my eye
'Cause I'm ready, ready Teddy
I'm ready ready ready to a rock 'n' roll
Well , the flat top cats and the dungaree dolls
are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint is really jumpin', the cats are goin' wild
The music really sends me, I dig that crazy style
'Cause I'm ready, ready Teddy
I'm ready ready ready to a rock 'n' roll
Gonna kick off my shoes, roll up my faded jeans
Grab my rock 'n' roll baby, pour on the steam
I shuffle to the left, I shuffle to the right
Gonna rock 'n' roll till the early early night
'Cause I'm ready, ready Teddy
I'm ready ready ready to a rock 'n' roll
REET PETITE (The
sweetest girl in town)
(B. Gordy - T. Carlo)
JACKIE WILSON (Brunswick 55024, 1957)
Well look about, look about, look about, look about, ooh wee
Look about, look about, look about, ooh wee
Ooh ah ooh ah, ooh wee
Well, she's so fine fine fine, she's fine f-fine
She's so fi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yine, she's so fine fine fine
She's really sweet, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Reet petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, have you ever seen a girl for whom your soul you'd give
For whom you'd fight for, die for, pray to God to live
'Cause she's so fine, she's so fine
She's really sweet, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, she really fills her clothes from her head to toe
I want the world to know, I love her, love her so
She's alright, she's alright
She's alright, she loves me all day and night
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Reet petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, she's like a honey from a bee, like peaches from a tree
I love her, need her, she means so much to me
She's alright, she got's what it takes
She's got what it takes and with me she really rates
Well, now she's my cutie, my tutti frutti
My heart, my love, my bathing beauty
She's alright, she's got just what it takes
She's got what it takes and with me she really rates
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Reet petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Reet petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Reet petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet.
RIP IT UP
(Robert A Blackwell - John S. Marascalco)
LITTLE RICHARD (Specialty 579, 1956)
Saturday night and I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight
Well almost 'bout ten I'll be flying high
I'll rock on out unto the sky
I don't care if I spend my dough
Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight, aahw
Saturday night and I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
Gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight
Well almost 'bout ten I'll be flying high
I'm gonna rock on out unto the sky
I don't care if I spend my dough
Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Gonna rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight
Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine
ROCK AND ROLL IS HERE TO STAY
(Danny & the Juniors)
DANNY & THE JUNIORS (ABC 9888, 1958)
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay
it will never die
It was meant to be that way
though i don't know why
I don't care what people say
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay
(we don't care what people say
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay)
Rock 'n' roll will always be
our ticket to the end
It will go down in history
just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be
it'll go down in history
(rock 'n' roll will always be
it'll go down in history)
So come on, everybody rock
everybody rock
Everybody rock, everybody rock
Everybody rock
Now everybody rock 'n' roll
everybody rock 'n' roll
Everybody rock 'n' roll
Everybody rock 'n' roll
Everybody rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll will always be
our ticket to the end
It will go down in history
just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be
it'll go down in history
If you don't like rock 'n' roll
think what you've been missin'
But if you like to bop and strawl
come on down and listen
Let's all start to have a ball
everybody rock 'n' roll
Ah, oh baby, ah, oh baby, ah, oh baby
ah, oh baby, rock!
ROCK THIS TOWN
(Setzer)
STRAY CATS (Arista, 1981)
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 at ten, gotta have you home at two
Mama don't know what I catched off of you
But that's all right cause we're looking as cool as can be
Well, we found a little place that really didn't look half bad
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ROCK-A-BILLY
(Woody Harris / E.V. Deane)
GUY MITCHELL (Columbia 40877, 1957)
[Chorus]
Rockabilly, rockabilly, rockabilly, rock
Rockabilly, rockabilly, rock, rock, rock
Rockabilly, rockabilly, rockabilly, rock
Rockabilly, rockabilly, rock, rock
Some people think it came from Tennessee
Then spread on out to the lone prairie
It's the hillbilly rock, feeddlee dee
Turns me inside out
Gimme some
[Chorus]
Hey, grab yourself a partner, lose the blues
Wear your store-bought clothes and your stompin' shoes
Better head for the hills, gonna blow my fuse
Hooo, I'm gonna shout
Gimme some
[Chorus]
Since rockabilly swing the do-si-do
And the guitar man chase the old banjo
Leave the hoe for the crow, holler "Go, man, go!"
Wiggle like a trout
Gimme some
[Chorus]
From the moment that you feel this crazy beat
Ya gotta lose control or you're two left feet
Give me mountain juice, turn me loose
Leave me wave my arms about
Gimme some
[Chorus]
Ya know what rockabilly's all about
Ya know it's gonna make ya sing and shout
Ya know you're gonna act like a crazy fool
Who cares? It's cool !
Rockabilly, rockabilly, rock!, rock!
ROCKABILLY BOOGlE
(J. & D. Burnette - A. Mortimer - G. Hawkins)
THE JOHNNY BURNETTE TRIO (Coral 61918,
1957)
[Chorus]
Well it's a rock-rock rockabilly boogie
A rock-rock rockabilly boogie
A rock-rock rockabilly boogie
A rock-rock rockabilly boogie
A rock-rock rockabilly boogie tonight
Well I know a little spot on the edge of town
Where you can really dig 'em up and settle down
It's a little place called 'The Hide-away
You do the rockabilly 'till the break of day
[Chorus]
Well they kick off their shoes, gettin' ready to bop
They're gonna rockabilly wearin' their socks
You wiggle your hip, feel the thrill
So come on little baby do the rockabilly-bill
[Chorus]
Well there's little ol' Suzie, turnin' seventeen
Well everybody knows her as a rockabilly queen
And there's ol' Slim, as quiet as a mouse
Well that's ol' Suzie, he will tell the house
[Chorus]
RUNAWAY BOYS
(Brian Setzer - James McDonnell)
STRAYCATS (Arista, 1981)
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn
Mum and dad cursed the day you were born
Throw your clothes into a duffel bag
Shouting and slam the door at home to drug
Who can I turn to, where can I stay
I've heard of places open all night and all day
There's a place you can go
Where the cops don't know
You can act real wild
They don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Your hair's all greasy and you feel like a slob
You're only 15 and you can't get a job
Run into the luncheontte and shoot a few games
Who's lonely 'cause man it's always the same
Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy
Slip into the alley with the runaway boys
Runaway boys
Running faster
Faster all the time
You're under age and
God knows that's a crime
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn
Mum and dad cursed the day you were born
Throw your clothes into a duffel bag
Shouting and slam the door at home to drug
Who can I turn to, where can I stay
I've heard of places open all night and all day
There's a place you can go
Where the cops don't know
You can act real wild
They don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Running faster
Faster all the time
You're under age and
God knows that's a crime
Runaway boys
Runaway boys
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