Johnson Flood Mississippi. Mud Black Bottom I got 'em. Lindy Hop Chop chop chop. Ch-ch-ch Charlotte Russe Turn on the juice. . Hep Hep there goes the Johnson Rag.
It don't mean a thing. If it ain't got that swing. (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah. Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah). It don't mean a thing. All you got to do is sing.
If I fell in love with you. Would you promise to be true. And help me. Understand. 'Cause I've been in love before. And I found that love was more. Than just.
In your dreams. . In your dreams, a nightingale begins to sing. a twitterpated song.. I appear, and then, my dear, you know, at last,. your love has come along..
One day, you'll look. To see I've gone. But tomorrow may rain, so. I'll follow the sun. One day, you'll know. I was the one. But tomorrow may rain, so.
I've got every reason on earth to be mad. 'Cause I just lost the only girl I had. If I could get my way. I'd get myself locked up today. But I can't, so I'll cry instead.
I'm a very ordinary man. Trying to work out life's happy plan. Doing unto others as I'd like to have them doing unto me. . When I find a very lonely soul.
Baby's good to me, you know,. She's happy as can be, you know,. She said so. I'm in love with her and I feel fine. . Baby says she's mine, you know,. She tells me all the time, you know,.
Pride, sad, splendid liar,. Sworn enemy of love. Kept my lips from saying. Things I was thinking of.. But now my pride you've humbled,. I've cast it to the winds,.
(I can't stop loving you). I've made up my mind. To live in memory of the lonesome times. (I can't stop wanting you). It's useless to say. So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday.
It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog. It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log. But when I get home to you I find the things that you do.
The change was quite subtle and the mood low key. The sky was overcast, you could hardly see. And the creatures all boogied to a different frequency. The day finger pickers took over the world, yea.
Chinatown, my Chinatown. When the lights are low. Hearts that know no other land. Drifting to and fro. . Dreamy, dreamy Chinatown. Almond eyes of brown.
Can't buy me love, love. Can't buy me love. . I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend. If it makes you feel all right. I'll get you anything my friend. If it makes you feel all right.
Night and stars above that shine so bright. The myst'ry of their fading light. That shines upon our caravan. . Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sand so I may keep.
Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June,. We stood beneath an amber moon. And softly murmured 'someday soon.'. We kissed and clung together,. Then, tomorrow was another day.
Oh! they say some people long ago. Were searching for a diff'rent tune. One that they could croon. As only they can. . They only had the rhythm so. They started swaying to and fro.
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed. The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where He lay. The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
I give her all my love. That's all I do. And if you saw my love. You'd love her to. I love her. . She gives my everything. And tenderly. The kiss my lover brings.
You ought to see deacon Jones. When he rattles the bones,. Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown,. Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three,. Shoutin' "I'm full o' pep!.