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Do you wanna dance, and hold my hand?
Tell me you're my lover man.
Oh baby, do you wanna dance?
We could dance under the moonlight,
hug and kiss all through the night.
Oh baby, tell me, do you wanna dance with me baby?
Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance?
Do you, do you, do you want to dance?
Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby?
Ah, that's right, ah, ah, aaaaaaaah.
Do you want to dance under the moonlight?
Hug me, kiss me, baby, all through the night.
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, tell me, do you want to dance?
Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance?
Do you want to dance?
Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby?
You got to dance with me baby.
Please dance with me baby
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Woah! Spring is here and the sky is so very blue.
Wo-o-o-oah, birds all sing as if they knew,
today's the day we'll say, "I do,"
and we'll never be lonely anymore.
Because we're goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
gee, I really love you
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel of love.
Bells will ring and the sun is gonna shine.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be his, he's gonna be mine.
We're gonna love until the end of time,
and we'll never be lonely anymore.
Because we're goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
gee, I really love you
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel of love.
One more time around, oh.
Goin' to the chapel and we're, oh, gonna get married,
goin', goin' to the chapel, baby; we're gonna get married, married,
oh, gee, I really love you, c'mon baby,
we're gonna get married, married,
goin' to the chapel of love.
Oooh, a one more time,
we're goin' to the chapel of love.
C'mon, c'mon and let me hear it,
goin' to the chapel of love, love, love.
shooby doo-whop, wa da
(spoken)
Bette: "That is the pits ending to a really terrific song!"
Man: "That is the worst ending I've ever heard!"
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Long ago, and, oh, so far away
I fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear,
but you're not really here.
It's just the radio.
Chorus:
Don't you remember you told me you love me baby?
You said you'd be coming back this way again.
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby.
I love you, I really do.
Loneliness is such a sad affair, and I can hardly wait
to sleep with you again.
What to say, to make you come again?
Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar.
Chorus x2
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Daytime Husler, you're out of line.
Don't ya try to change my mind!
Don't you try.
You see, I ain't no fool.
No, I can tell,
oh, baby, you ain't my kind!
My ki-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-hi-hi-hind!
I'm in love with a down-home man.
Simple lovin' I can understand.
I've been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain't nothing but a crazy man.
Hustler.
Oh, daytime hustler, you better look away.
Because I won't play your game no more.
No, no more, no.
You spend all of your money
on those other women
who are blind enough to buy your shame.
All your sha-a-a-a-a-ame, oh, oh, oh.
Fancy money doesn't buy my love!
Flashy Cadillacs won't make me f-ck!
I been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain't nothing but a crazy man.
Hustler, hustler,
hustler, hustler,
ooh, hustler,
hustler, baby, oh!
Whoa! Daytime Hustler!
Ooh, what did you say?
I say you're a jive, jive dude.
Yes, I do. Yes, I do.
you just don't, you just don't,
ya just don't know
that you are really,
you're really not too cool.
And I believe your mind is slow.
Oh, oh, oh.
I'm in love with a down-home man.
Simple lovin' I can understand.
I've been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain't nothing but a crazy, crazy man.
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler,
hustler, hustler, hustler baby.
Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler.
Hustler baby . . .
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I'm just a woman, a lonely woman,
waiting on the weary shore.
I'm just a woman who's only human,
one you should feel sorry for.
Well, I woke up this morning a long about dawn.
Without a warning I found that he was gone.
Why did he do it? How could he do it?
He'd never done it before.
Am I blue. Am I blue.
Ain't these tears in these eyes tellin' you?
Oh, am I blue? Well, I bet you would be, too,
if each plan with your man done fell through.
There was a time I was his only one.
but now I'm the sad and lonely one.
Was I gay 'til today?
But now that man is gone,
he's gone and we are through.
Am I blue.
There was a time I was his only one.
But now, a, now, now, now, I'm the sad and lonely one.
Oh god, I'm lonely.
But I remember, oh, I remember when I was gay.
That was up until today,
'cause now that man is gone, he's gone and we are through.
Am I, am I, well, would you believe it if I told you I'm blue?
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And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me.
And my problems have all gone.
There is no one to deride me.
But yah got to have friends.
The feeling's oh so strong.
Yah got to have friends
to make that day last long.
I had some firends but they're gone,
somethin' came and took them away.
And from the dusk 'til the dawn
here is where I'll stay.
Standing at the end of the road, boys,
waiting for my new friends to come.
I don't care if I'm hungry or poor,
I'm gonna get me some of them.
'Cause you got to have friends.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, friends.
That's right you, oh you, yeah you,
I said you gotta have some friends,
I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends.
Friends, friends, friends.
I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone,
somethin' came and snatched them away.
And from the dusk until the ran ran dawn, you know,
here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay.
And I'm standing at the end of a real long road
and I'm waiting for my new friends to come.
I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold,
I'm gonna get me some of them.
'Cause you gotta have friends,
that's right, friends, friends.
I gotta get my, I gotta get my, I gotta get my,
look around and see all of my friends.
Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends,
friends, friends, friends, friends, oh,
friends, you gotta have friends . . .
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We had an apartment in the city.
Me and my husband liked living there.
It's been years since the kids have grown,
a life of their own, left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any more.
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
"Hello in there. Hello"
Me and my husband, we don't talk much anymore.
He sits and stares through the backdoor screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
like some forgotten dream
that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Judy.
We worked together at the factory.
Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's new?
Say, "Nothing, what's with you?
Nothing much to do."
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
ah, but, but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
"Hello in There. Hello."
So if you're walking down the street sometime
and you should spot some hollow ancient eyes,
don't you pass them by and stare
as if you didn't care.
Say, "Hello in there. Hello
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"Hey, Betty? Is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Uh huh."
"Oh! Must be nice riding on that motorcycle after school, huh?"
"Uh huh."
"Is he picking you up after school today?"
"Unh uh!"
"Well, where'd ya meet him?"
I met him at the candy store.
He turned around and smiled at me.
Ya get the picture? (Yes, we see)
That's when I fell for the leader of the pack.
My folks were always puttin' him down.
Down! Down!
They said he came from the wrong side of town.
They told me that he was bad,
but I knew that he was sad.
And thats why I fell for the leader of the pack.
One day my dad said, "Find someone new."
New! New!
I had to tell my Jimmy that,
whoa, we were through.
He stood up and then he asked me why.
But all I could do was cry.
I'm sorry I hurt you,
the leader of the pack.
He sort of smiled and he kissed me goodbye.
The tears were beginning to show.
And as he drove away from me
on that rainy, rainy night,
I begged him to go slow.
But whether he heard me
I'll never, never, never, never know!
Look out now, now, look out!
Whoa oh no no no! Whoa no no no! No! No!
I felt so helpless! What could I do-wo-wo-wo-wo?
The only, only love that we had was through.
At school they all stop and stare.
I can't hide the tears.
I just don't care!
I will never forget you,
the leader of the pack!
Whoa-oo-woh! Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
The leader of the pack is,
now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is,
now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is, whoa gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
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She was forty-one and her daddy still called her baby.
Everyone in Brownsville thinks she's crazy,
'cause she walks to the station with a suitcase in her hand.
And she's looking for a mysterious dark-haired man.
In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn.
Prettiest woman you ever laid eyes on.
But a man of low degree stood by her side,
and he promised he would take her for his bride.
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say he was meeting you here today
to take you to his mansion in the sky?
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you got on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say he was meeting you here today
to take you to his mansion in the sky?
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you got on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say he was meeting you right here today?
He's gonna take you to his mansion in the sky.
Delta Dawn, oh, what is that flower that you've got on?
Could it be, could it be just a faded rose from one of those days gone by?
Well, did I her you say
that he was gonna meet you right here, right here today?
He's gonna take you to his mansion in the sky.
To take you to his mansion in the sky.
He's gonna take you, he's gonna take you.
Oh, he's gonna take you and you and you and you.
Oh, gonna take you, take you to that mansion.
He's got to, gonna take you to that mansion.
He's gonna take you and you and you and you,
oh, you and you and you.
Take you to his mansion in the sky.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Gonna take you. Oh, oh.
He's gonna take you, gonna take you,
he's gonna, he's gonna take you to that mansion,
he's gonna take you and you and you, oh . . .
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He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down because he could not jam
The captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted a band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A-root, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot
He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'im
A-ha-ha-handthe company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a "bzzzy" bee
And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A Toot-diddelyada, Toot-diddelyada, toot-toot
He blows it eight-to-the-bar
He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'im
A-ha-ha-hand the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night
And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
Cause they know how he blows when someone gives him a beat
Whoa whoa he breaks it up when he plays reveille
The boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A-Root, a toot, a-toot-diddelyada-doot to-to-toot
He blows, eight to the bar
He can blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't Whoa with him
and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B!
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And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me.
And my problems have all gone.
There is no one to deride me.
But yah got to have friends.
The feeling's oh so strong.
Yah got to have friends
to make that day last long.
I had some firends but they're gone,
somethin' came and took them away.
And from the dusk 'til the dawn
here is where I'll stay.
Standing at the end of the road, boys,
waiting for my new friends to come.
I don't care if I'm hungry or poor,
I'm gonna get me some of them.
'Cause you got to have friends.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, friends.
That's right you, oh you, yeah you,
I said you gotta have some friends,
I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends.
Friends, friends, friends.
I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone,
somethin' came and snatched them away.
And from the dusk until the ran ran dawn, you know,
here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay.
And I'm standing at the end of a real long road
and I'm waiting for my new friends to come.
I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold,
I'm gonna get me some of them.
'Cause you gotta have friends,
that's right, friends, friends.
I gotta get my, I gotta get my, I gotta get my,
look around and see all of my friends.
Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends,
friends, friends, friends, friends, oh,
friends, you gotta have friends . . .
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