Sweet lady on the telephone. She likes fast cars made in Rome. Two week vacation in the hot, hot sun. Shes drop dead gorgeous, man, she loves to have fun.
Oh, do you remember. When we were young?. We just had fun. . Pedal to the metal, shine into the steel. Sitting up front, Elivisi by the wheel. Putting out of Island Bay, weather looking fine.
It's days like these that make me think of you constantly. It's like I sit around waiting for you response. It's like the phone and I have telepathy. Could you please just maybe give me a sign?.
A why did I do it, a why did I do it. I asked myself a hundred times and then I start to cry. It's up to my neck now I'm runnin' like a dog. I can't remember how it started.
Siales gone away and shes never comin back here again. I understand, I know where youre comin from. Just take your time, you've planned this since the first time we met, oh.
Higher flier, angel's wings we drive. My destination, Happy Ville. Money spent on refreshments to cool my temperature. A fine wine or two, sweet food for my mind song.
A long white cloud ancient land. Open field sacred ground. Bays of plenty, the bluff, the cape. Streaming sands, boiling place. . White water swells, bridges of old.
Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Seena's in the front. Cruising down the freeway in the hot, hot sun. Suddenly red-blue lights flash us from behind. Loud voice, "All move, please step out onto the line".
Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Seena's in the front. Cruising down the freeway in the hot, hot sun. Suddenly red-blue lights flash us from behind. Loud voice, "All move, please step out onto the line".
The lady you were going to America with just left on an early plane. She took the keys to the apartment and left you standing out in the rain. Well, all the bros try to tell you but she said I dont wanna know.
Ceali is gone away. And she's never comin' back here again. I understand, I know where you're comin' from. So, take your time. You've planned this since the first time we met, oh.
Mama did the hully gully. Now she's got her mop. Now, let me drop this baby off. To do the slop. . Well, she's gonna teach this baby. How to do the slop.
Shimmy Like Kate 2:23 Trk 6. The Olympics. Pop Chart # 42 Sept 12, 1960. Arvee Records single #5006. Eddie Lewis & Charles Fizer - vocals. (& poss. Melvin King).
A-little Pedro. (He's got to fight the bull). A-little Pedro. (He's got to fight the bull). A-little Pedro. (He's got to fight the bull). To win the governor's daughter.
(Baby) Hully Gully Prts 1 & 2 3:37 Trk 7. The Olympics. Pop Chart #72 Feb 1, 1960. Arvee single #562. vocals:- Thomas Busch, Eddie Lewis. (incomplete liner notes vocal, band & female chorus).
Dance, dance, dance, dance. . Ask your mom and your daddy. Can you go out tonight. When the stars are bright. Beneath the pale moonlight. . Ask your mom and your daddy.
Woo. The joint was a jumpin' on the corner. (Yeah, yeah). Down on a Honky Tonk Street. (Yeah, yeah). . When all of a sudden up drove a Cadillac. (Yeah, yeah).
[Chorus]. . She bad, she bad. She bad, she bad. She a bad motherfucker. She bad, she bad. She bad, she bad. She a bad motherfucker. . She come from the hood.
I ditt brst. Finns en kuslig maskin. Den har en rst. Och slukar dyrbar bensin. Den producerar hopp. Och kastrerar drmmar ibland. Nr den sger stopp. S knner du just ingenting.
I'm so turned around. Don't know which was is up or down. Round and round. I just can't figure out which way to go. 'Cause I keep going back and forth.