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07.05.2012 | Добавил (а): Text | Рубрика: Dean Reed|





  • (Gene Vincent)
    Bi-bop-a-loo-la, she’s my baby,
    Bi-bop-a-loo-la, I don’t mean «maybe»,
    Bi-bop-a-loo-la, she’s my baby,
    Bi-bop-a-loo-la, I don’t mean «maybe»,
    Bi-bop-a-loo-la, she’s my baby doll.

    (Little Richard)
    Wop-bop-a-loo-la, a-lop-bam-boom,
    Tutti-frutti, ooh, rooti,
    Tutti-frutti, ooh, rooti,
    Tutti-frutti, ooh, rooti,
    Tutti-frutti, ooh, rooti,
    Tutti-frutti, ooh, rooti,
    Wop-bop-a-loo-la, a-lop-bam-boom.

    Gonna tell Aunt Mary ’bout Uncle John,
    He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun,
    Oh, baby, ye-e-eh, baby, woo-o-o-oh, baby, having me some fun tonight.

    Well, I saw Uncle John with long tall Sally,
    He saw Aunt Mary cumming and he ducked back in the alley,
    Oh, baby, ye-e-eh, baby, woo-o-o-oh, baby, having me some fun tonignt.

    From the early early morning till the early early night
    You can see Miss Molly rocking at the house of blue lights,
    Good golly Miss Molly, sure like a ball,
    When you’re rocking and a rolling can’t hear your momma call.

    When my momma, poppa told me: «Son, you better watch your step.»
    When I knew about Miss Molly, gotta watch my dad myself,
    Good golly Miss Molly, sure like a ball,
    When you’re rocking and a rolling can’t hear your momma call.

    (Chuck Berry)
    Well, early in the morning I’m a giving you my warning
    Not to step at my high heel shoes,
    Hey, diddle, diddle, I’m a-playing my fiddle,
    Ain’t got nothing to lose,
    Roll over Beethoven, and tell Chajkovski the news.

    You know, she wiggles like a glow worm, dances like spinning top,
    She’s got a crazy partner, you oughta see them reel and rock,
    As long as she got a dime, the music won’t ever stop.

    Roll over Beethoven,
    Roll over Beethoven,
    Roll over Beethoven,
    Roll over Beethoven,
    Roll over Beethoven, dig this rhythm and blues.

    — Rock Around The Clock

    Way down Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
    Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
    There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
    Where lived a country boy name of Johny B. Goode,
    He never ever learned to read or write so well,
    But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell,
    Go, go, go, Johny, go,
    Go, go, Johny, go,
    Go, go, Johny, go,
    Go, go, Johny, go,
    Go, Johny B, Goode!

    Yeaa-a-a-a-a-ah!!!!

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