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Jail House Rock

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 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 dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.


 
Brown Eyed Girl

Hey where did you go, days when the rain came
Down in the hollow, playin a new game
Laughin and a runnin, skippin and a jumpin
In the misty mornin fog, with our hearts a thumpin at
you
The Bown Eyed Girl
You my Brown Eyed Girl

Now what ever happened, to Tuesdays are so slow
Goin down the old man river, with a transistor radio
Standin in the sunlights laughin, hidin behind a
rainbow wall
Slippin and a slidin, all along the waterfall with you
The Brown Eyed Girl
You my Brown Eyed Girl

Do you remember when, we used to sing

Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah

So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day, my how you had grown
Cast my memory back there, sometimes I'm overcome
thinkin about you
Makin love in the green grass, behind the stadium with
you
My Brown Eyed Girl
You my Brown Eyed Girl

Do you remember when we used to sing


Build Me Up, Buttercup

Why do you build me up (build me up) Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down (let me down) and mess me around
And then worst of all (worst of all) you never call,
baby
When you say you will (say you will) but I love you
still
I need you (I need you) more than anyone, darlin'
You know that I have from the start
So build me up (build me up) Buttercup, don't break my
heart

"I'll be over at ten", you told me time and again
But you're late, I wait around and then (bah-dah-dah)
I run to the door, I can't take any more
It's not you, you let me down again

(Hey, hey, hey!) Baby, baby, try to find
(Hey, hey, hey!) A little time, and I'll make you
happy
(Hey, hey, hey!) I'll be home
I'll be beside the phone waiting for you
Ooo-oo-ooo, ooo-oo-ooo

Why do you build me up (build me up) Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down (let me down) and mess me around
And then worst of all (worst of all) you never call,
baby
When you say you will (say you will) but I love you
still
I need you (I need you) more than anyone, darlin'
You know that I have from the start
So build me up (build me up) Buttercup, don't break my
heart

 

You Gotta Be Starin' Somethin'


I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You got to be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You gotta be startin' somethin'
It's too high to get over
(Yeah, yeah)
It's too low to get under
(Yeah, yeah)
Yuo're stuck in the middle
(yeah, yeah)
and the pain is thunder
(yeah, yeah)
It's too high to get over
(Yeah, yeah)
It's too low to get under
(Yeah, yeah)
Yuo're stuck in the middle
(yeah, yeah)
and the pain is thunder
(yeah, yeah)

I took my baby to the doctor
With a fever, but nothin' he found
by the time this hit the street
they said she had a breakdown
Someone's always tryin' to start my baby cryin'
Talkin, squealin', lyin'
Sayin' you just wanna be startin' somethin'

I said you wanna be startin' something
You got to be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You gotta be startin' somethin'
It's too high to get over
(Yeah, yeah)
It's too low to get under
(Yeah, yeah)
Yuo're stuck in the middle
(yeah, yeah)
and the pain is thunder
(yeah, yeah)
It's too high to get over
(Yeah, yeah)
It's too low to get under
(Yeah, yeah)
Yuo're stuck in the middle
(yeah, yeah)
and the pain is thunder
(yeah, yeah)

 

Bohemian Rhapsody

(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows

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