1.This Cat's On A Hot Tin Roof (Brian Setzer Orchestra)
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
This cat's on a hot tin roof
Drinkin' that whiskey, 96 proof
Don't need no doctor, don't feel no pain
My legs are just two steps ahead of my brain
This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof
This cat's been out on the town
I'm the cat's meow, I'm the king with a crown
My head is spinnin' and I got the shakes
I can't stop now 'cause I got no brakes
This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof
There ain't no point in holdin' me down
I'll kick and I'll scratch and I'll howl
Hey, hound dog, get outta my way
'Cause this cat is on the prowl
This cat's on a hot tin roof
Jumpin' up and down like a long neck goose
Shimmy and shake, baby, you can't fail
Rockin' so hard that it's off the scale
This cat's on a hot tin roof
This cat's gonna shake it loose
This cat don't get the blues
'Cause this cat's shakin' on a hot tin roof
2.Drive Like Lightnin' (Crash Like Thunder)
Lyricist：Brian Setzer, Mark Winchester
I'm gonna take my baby on a little joy ride
She'll be ghost-white pale, sittin' by my side
Shakin' like a leaf and it ain't no wonder
Drive like lightnin', crash like thunder
I'm gonna race with the devil, speedin' down the track
And if he beats me to the line, I ain't a-comin' back
You ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
Drive like lightnin', crash like thunder
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Ain't worth nothin' when your six feet under
All wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body behind the wheel
Got a pair of dice swingin' in my Detroit casket
I got a rabbit foot hangin' from my black leather jacket
We won't get out alive so it ain't no wonder
Drive like lightnin', crash like thunder
Baby please try to understand, I'm just a little speck of dust
Blowin' in the sand, we won't get out alive
So why should we wonder
Drive like lightnin', crash like thunder
3.The Footloose Doll
Lyricist：Brian Robert Setzer
Just look at that chick in the silvery dress
She's got a cool tattoo and her hair is a mess
And every single guy in the joint
Is just watching her dance
Well now dance ballerina, shimmy on down
It's your turn to swing
It's your night on the town
A little gin goes a long way so please pass it around
She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name
She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
Now standin' at the bar was long cool Eddie
He had a few and he's not really steady
But he had his peepers
Fixated on the footloose doll
But she called out, 'Hey Eddie', he was there in an instant
She said, 'You know you kinda look like Gene Vincent'
That was all he needed to hear
And that was all she wrote
But she's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name
She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
Now if you're ever in town and wanna try your luck
The footloose doll can really shake you up
But never underestimate
The power of the feline cat
Well, they found poor Eddie by the side of the road
His clothes were all torn up
And his car had been towed
He never had a chance with a chick like the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
I don't even know her name
She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name
She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
Well, she's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
4.Jukebox
Lyricist：Brian R Setzer
Well, I've been up all night just singin'
This same old song, song, song
And I can't get through my head
That man she's gone, gone, gone
I'm pushin' all the buttons
But one thing is for sure
That jukebox just won't
Play my song no more
Well, I've been lovin' that little gal
Now for so long, long, long
But that jukebox never said
She'd do me wrong, wrong, wrong
But I dropped in all my money
Now, it just don't seem right
That jukebox just won't play
My song tonight
Oh jukebox, bring my baby back to me
Ain't had no real good lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
Well, the records keep on playin'
But my poor heart won't stop sayin'
Jukebox, bring my baby back to me
And just look at all those pretty lights
A shine, shine, shine
Jukebox, don't you know
That girl is mine, mine, mine？
Well, I polished all your chrome
And I dusted off your glass
Oh jukebox, bring my baby home at last
Oh jukebox, bring my baby back to me
Ain't had no real good lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
Well, the records keep on playin'
But my poor heart won't stop sayin'
Jukebox, bring my baby back to me, oh
And just look at all those pretty lights
A shine, shine, shine
Jukebox, don't you know
That girl is mine, mine, mine？
Well, I polished all your chrome
And I dusted off your glass
Jukebox, bring my baby home at last
Oh jukebox, bring my baby back to me
Ain't had no real good lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
Well, the records keep on playin'
But my poor heart won't stop sayin'
Jukebox, bring my baby back
Jukebox, bring my baby back
Jukebox, bring my baby back to me
5.This Ole House
Lyricist：Stuart Hamblen
This old house once knew its children
This old house once knew its wife
This old house was home and comfort
As they fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now it trembles in the darkness
When the lightning walks about
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints
This old house is gettin' shaky
This old house is gettin' old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold
Oh his knees are gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peepin'
Through a broken window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints
This old house is gettin' shaky
This old house is gettin' old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold
Oh his knees are gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peepin'
Through a broken window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints
He's getting ready to meet the saints
6.Honey Man (An Adaptation Of Rimsky-Korsakov's 'Flight Of The
Bumblebee')
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go!
Go!
Honey, honey, honey man
Honey, honey, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go!
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go!
Go!
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go!
Buzz, buzz
Oh yes, the honey man is here
Sting, sting
Oh, boy, the honey man is here
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go!
Go!
Honey, honey, honey man
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go!
7.You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch
Lyricist：Theo Seuss Geisel, Albert Hague
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're slippery as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty nine and a half foot pole
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile
Take it Mr. Grinch
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots
Mr. Grinch
8.Angels We Have Heard On High
Lyricist：Traditional
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Come to Bethlehem and see
He, whose birth, the angels sing
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, the newborn King
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
9.Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Lyricist：Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne
Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still good-bying
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
Let it snow!
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still good-bying
As long as you love me so
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
10.Bodhisattva
Lyricist：Walter Becker, Donald Fagen
Bodhisattva
Would you take me by the hand？
Bodhisattva
Would you take me by the hand？
Can you show me
The shine of your Japan
The sparkle of your China？
Can you show me？
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
I'm gonna sell my house in town
Bodhisattva
I'm gonna sell my house in town
And I'll be there
To shine in your Japan
To sparkle in your China
Yes I'll be there
Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva
Would you take me by the hand？
Bodhisattva
Would you take me by the hand？
Can you show me？
The shine of your Japan
The sparkle of your China
Can you show me？
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
I'm gonna sell my house in town
Bodhisattva
I'm gonna sell my house in town
And I'll be there
To shine in your Japan
To sparkle in your China
Yes I'll be there
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva, look out
11.Pennsylvania 6-5000
Lyricist：Jerry Gray, Carl Sigman
Pennsylvania 6-5000, Pennsylvania 6-5000
I got my shoes shined up
I got my hair slicked down
'Cause baby I wanna hit the town
Call me Pennsylvania 6-5000
I'm gonna shake you up
Rock you all night long
Baby you got something goin' on
Call me Pennsylvania 6-5000
Write it down in your book
On your wall, oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
You got the look I like
Come on and show it off
Whatever you're doin' blow it off
Call me Pennsylvania 6-5000
You know I just got paid
I got my hot rod wheels
So if you wanna find out how it feels
Call me Pennsylvania 6-5000
Write it down in your book
On your wall, oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
In your room, in your bed
Keep it in your head, oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Hey oh, hey oh
Na na na na
Pennsylvania 6 5 0 0 0
Write it down in your book
On your wall, oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
In your room, in your bed
Keep it in your head, oh baby just call
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Pennsylvania 6-5000
Pennsylvania 6 5 0 0 0
Well that number's been disconnected, honey
12.Winter Wonderland
Lyricist：Felix Bernard, Richard B Smith
Sleigh bells ring, hey are you listenin'？
In the lane snow is glistenin'
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the blue bird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say, 'Are you married？', we'll say 'No, man
But you can do the job when you're in town'
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we've made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with Mr. Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows, ain't it thrillin'
Though your nose gets a chillin'
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Put on your jacket
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
13.Jingle Bells
Lyricist：Ray Hermann, Brian Setzer
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a '57 Chevrolet
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bobtail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle jingle
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a '57 Chevrolet
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing
Bells on bobtail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle jingle
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a '57 Chevrolet
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
14.From Here to Eternity
Lyricist：Rick Bell, Brian Setzer
I know you're not that kind of girl
To ever lose her cool
I know you've thought about it, over and over
Thinking that I was a fool
You know I'm not that kind of guy
I never plan things out
You know I've thought about you, over and over
Never a trace of doubt
I finally got that road we're on
Mapped out
We're on the road from here to eternity
The world is ours as far as we can see
We're hopping star to star through the galaxy, we're flyin' high
Let the world pass us by from here to eternity
You know that I wanted to see you again
If just to say hello
You know I tried to call you, over and over
I finally think that I know, I know
I know you're just that kinda girl
You need to work things out
You know I've thought about you, over and over
Never a trace of doubt
Well, I finally got that road we're on
Mapped out
We're on the road from here to eternity
The world is ours as far as we can see
We're hopping star to star through the galaxy, we're flyin' high
Let the world pass us by from here to eternity
15.Jumpin' Eats Of Java
Lyricist：Brian Robert Setzer
I like coffee, I like tea
I like you baby next to me
You're as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java
Cream and sugar,sure tastes sweet
But baby you got all that beat
You're that chick
With the swingin' feet
Jumpin' East of Java
It takes a lot of coffee beans
Just to make a single cup
You got me perculatin'
Let's hit that place
Where the cats all meet
East of China past Bourbon Street
We'll be as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java
Man we're jumpin'
We're really jumpin'
Jumpin' East of Java
16.If You Can't Rock Me
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Well if you can't rock me
I'll find somebody who can
And if you can't rock me
Don't be tellin' me I'm your man
I'm gonna turn that skillet up to high
Don't you tell that chick's too young to fry
If you can't rock me
Well find somebody who can
I'll find somebody who can
Well if you can't rock me
Don't be knockin' on my door
Well if you can't rock me
Don't you come around here no more
I'm gonna turn that juke joint upside down
Dance six inches off the ground
If you can't rock me
Well I'll find someone who can
Don't be whisperin' in my ear
Tellin' me things that I wanna hear
Dontcha be tellin' I'm your guy
Then you go and leave me high and dry
If you can't rock me
I'm gonna rock this town myself
Well if you can't rock me
I'm gonna tear it up with somebody else
I may have to search all across the land
Just to find me a gig in a Rock n' Roll band
If you can't rock me
Well I'll find somebody who can
Well I'll find somebody who can
Don't be whisperin' in my ear
Tellin' me things that I wanna hear
Dontcha be tellin' I'm your guy
Then you go and leave me high and dry
If you can't rock me
I'm gonna rock this town myself
Well if you can't rock me
I'm gonna tear it up with somebody else
I may have to search all across the land
To find me a gig in a Rock n' Roll band
If you can't rock me
Well I'll find somebody who can
I'll find somebody who can
I'll find somebody who can
17.Jumpin' East of Java
Lyricist：Brian Robert Setzer
I like coffee, I like tea
I like you, baby, next to me
You're as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java
Cream and sugar, sure tastes sweet
But baby, you got all that beat
You're that chick with the swingin' feet
Jumpin' East of Java
It takes a lot of coffee beans
Just to make a single cup
You got me perculatin'
Let's hit that place
Where the cats all meet
East of China, past Bourbon street
We'll be as cool as red hot lava
Jumpin' East of Java
Man, we're jumpin'
We're really jumpin'
Jumpin' East of Java
18.Stray Cat Strut
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I'm gonna tell you about a black and orange stray cat sittin' on
a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
Well I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air
Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies cat
Well I'm a feline Casanova, hey man, that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can
I don't bother chasin' mice around
I slink down the alley, lookin' for a fight
Howlin' to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady-cats cry
Wow, stray cat, you're a real gone guy
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style
I don't bother chasin' mice around
I slink down the alley, lookin' for a fight
Howlin' to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady-cats cry
Wow, stray cat, you're a real gone guy
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style, stray cat
19.Drive Like Lightning (Crash Like Thunder)
Lyricist：Brian Setzer, Mark Winchester
I'm gonna take my baby on a little joy ride
Well, she'll be ghost-white pale sittin' by my side
Yeah, I'll shakin' like a leaf and it ain't no wonder
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
I'm gonna race with the devil, speedin' down the track
And if he beats me to the line, I ain't comin' back
Yeah, you ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Drive like lightning crash like thunder
Ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
All wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
Got a pair of dice swingin' in my Detroit casket
I got a rabbit foot hangin' from my black leather jacket
We won't get out alive, so it ain't no wonder
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Well, baby, please try to understand
I'm just a little speck of dust blowin' in the sand
Yeah, we won't get out alive, so why should we wonder
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Drive like lightning crash like thunder
It ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
All wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
Drive like lightning crash like thunder
It ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
Wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
Drive like lightning, drive like lightning
Drive like lightning, drive like lightning
Crash like thunder
20.That's the Kind of Sugar Papa Likes
Lyricist：Brian R Setzer
That's the kind of sugar, that's the kind of sugar
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
I've been reminiscin'
Can't believe what I've been missin'
Won't you give me some of your sweet kissin'
'Cause that's the kind of sugar papa likes
I don't want no candy
I don't need no fine peach brandy
Your sweet lips suit me dandy
Now,that's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
Forget about the sugar in your sugar bowl
I just want a taste of your sweet jelly-roll
My hearts calculatin'
My true love will still be waitin' if I'm not mistakin'
That's the kind of sugar, that's the kind of sugar
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
Forget about the sugar in your sugar bowl
I just want a taste of your sweet jelly-roll
Baby your smile is showin'
What I think we've both been knowin'
So come on honey let's get goin'
'Cause that's the kind of sugar papa likes
You'll look so in style
When I walk you down the aisle
And I'll show you in a little while
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
Forget about the sugar in your sugar bowl
I just want a taste of your sweet jelly-roll
Baby your smile is showin'
What I think we've both been knowin'
So come on honey let's get goin'
That's the kind of sugar, that's the kind of sugar
That's the kind of sugar papa likes
Lyricist：Leon Drucker, James Mcdonnell, Brian Setzer
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearin' black drape coats, real gone guys
Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans
Lookin' real tough and mighty mean
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
They sew fishhooks under their collars
They got razors in their shoes
I said, 'Go cat go' Their battle cry
World War III is startin' to brew
Now, the skinheads all use blackjacks
And they're lookin' mighty mean
They got chains wrapped around their fingers
And their heads are shaven clean
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Well, there ain't a man left standin'
So let's all go get a beer
No team is a winner
So we'll see you all next year
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
22.Mack the Knife
Lyricist：Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill
Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has old Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
And when the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, though wears old Macheath, dear
So there's never, there's never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, Sunday morning
Lies a body just oozing life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife？
There's a tugboat down by the river
Don't you know？ With cement bags drooping down
Well that cement is just
It's meant for the weight, dear
Five will get you ten, Mackie's back in town
Here about Louie Miller, he disappeared now
After drawing out all of his hard earned cash
And now Macheath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done something rash？
Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry
Look out Miss Lawdie Lenya and Old Lucy Brown
That line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mackie's back in town
See Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry
Look out Miss Lawdie Lenya and Old Lucy Brown
Well that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mackie's back in town
Lookout, Ol' Mackie's back
Give him the real thing
23.Boogie Woogie Santa Claus
Lyricist：Leon Rene
Well look here Jack
There's something down the track
He's got rhythm in his feet
But nothing in the sack
The boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa
Comes to town every Christmas day
Well he lives up in a mountain
Like a hermit in the cave
He never had a haircut
He never took a shave
The boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa
Comes this time every Christmas day
Well it's rock rock rock Mr. Santa
Jump jump jump Mr. Santa
Well the boogie woogie Santa
Will boogie all your blues away
Got no presents for your tree
No candy for your socks
When he starts to boogie
The whole town rocks
Mama get your hat
Put your best dress on
We're gonna jump for joy
On the Christmas morn
The boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa Claus
Boogie woogie Santa Boogie all your blues away
Well it's rock rock rock Mr. Santa
Jump jump jump Mr. Santa Claus
Well the boogie woogie Santa
Will boogie all your blues away
24.Gloria
Lyricist：Esther Navarro
Gloria, Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria, it's not Sherie
Gloria, she's not in love with me
Well, can't you see
It's not Marie？
Gloria, it's not Sherie
Gloria, she's not in love with me
Well, maybe she'll love me
How am I to know
And maybe she'll want me
But how am I to know
Gloria, it's not Marie
Gloria, it's not Sherie
Gloria, she's not in love with me
Oh Gloria, it's not Marie
Gloria, it's not Sherie
Gloria, she's not in love with me
Gloria
25.Baby It's Cold Outside
Lyricist：Frank Loesser
I really can't stay, but baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away, baby it's cold outside
This evening has been, been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice, I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry, hey beautiful, what's your hurry
Daddy will be pacing the floor, listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry, oh, beautiful, please don't hurry
Well maybe just a half a drink more, well put some records on
while I pour
The neighbors might think, yeah but it's bad out there
Hey, what's in this drink, no cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how, your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell, I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir, mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried, what's the sense in hurting
my pride
I really can't stay, don't hold out
Ah, but baby, it's cold outside
I simply must go, baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no, but baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been, how lucky you dropped in
So nice and warm, just look out the window, baby look at that
storm
My sister will be suspicious, gosh your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door and waves upon a tropical
shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious, gosh your lips are delicious
Well, maybe just a few minutes more more, never such a blizzard
before
I've got to get home, but, baby, you gonna freeze out there
Hey, I need a comb, it's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand, I'm thrilled when you touch my hand
But don't you see, how can you do this thing to me？
There's bound to be talk tomorrow, when you think of my life
long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied, if you caught pneumonia
and died
I really can't stay, get over that old out
Ah, but baby, it's cold outside
26.Guitar Slinger
Lyricist：John Mellor, Brian Setzer
They kicked us out for playing too loud
I carried my amp out through the crowd
Some chick took a beer and threw it in my face
But I kept right on walking
Outside it was warm
There was a good crowd on the strip
We set our stuff down and had a smoke
Like we was waiting for a ride
And all the while I was thinking
You gotta keep moving in a mean, mean town
It's better going nowhere than just standing around
By tomorrow morning I'll be leaving town
I'll go any place but I ain't going down
Now I called Shorty and Lefty
There was a bassman called Beans
So we split to nail a rumor
About some work in New Orleans
A twenty fed the tank
Two bucks fed the band
Maybe we could make it
Down in jambalaya band
In a Meade Lux Lewis bar
That's where we found the job
Knocking tinpan out for tips
Mostly from the mob
Said okay we'll take it
When they're drunk, we'll play the blues
We'll get some shirts from the islands
And some Cuban rock 'n' roll shoes
And all the while I was thinking
You gotta keep moving in a mean, mean town
It's better going nowhere than just standing around
By tomorrow morning I'll be leaving town
I'll go anyplace but I ain't going down
But when we played the lost highway
A juice head said, we was hicks
And the whole bar began to beat us
With pool half sticks
They got the radio out of the car
They must have used a bomb
But when we piled in and gunned her
She still sang the sweetest sung
Lefty woke among the bottles
Said North he could not come
We left him on canal street
Trading in his drums
I saw Elvis hitchhiking
Out on the interstate
And Beans was getting paranoid
About our California plates
And all the while I was thinking
You gotta keep moving in a mean mean town
It's better going nowhere than just standing around
By tomorrow morning I'll be leaving town
I'll go anyplace but I ain't going down
A cruiser pulled us over
Right across the line
Booked us in as vagrants
In holding tank number nine
You learn how to flat pick
When you're looking at a forty four
You do the orange blossom special
Till the peel falls on the floor
The bassman had a bust
From back home in a raid
So it was just me and Shorty
Standing on main parade
We liquidized our assets
In a bar and did not talk
Then we hopped a non stop greyhound
To the big bad beauty of New York
I woke up on twenty third street
As he backed into the slot
I saw that me and Shorty
Had been robbed of what we got
Then a guy said through the window
This is the end of the line
I said, brother, I'm a guitar slinger
And this is just doing fine
27.Brand New Cadillac
Lyricist：Vince Taylor
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
I said, 'My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac'
She said, 'Listen to me daddy
I ain't never comin' back'
Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea
C'mon, sugar just hear my plea
She said, 'Balls to you daddy'
She ain't comin' back to me
Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea
C'mon, sugar just hear my plea
She said, 'Balls to you daddy'
She ain't comin' back to me
My Cadillac pulls up about ninety-five
I said, 'My Cadillac pulls up about ninety-five'
She said, 'Get a grip, baby
You won't take me out alive'
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
I said, 'Jesus, baby, where did you get the Cadillac？'
She said, 'Balls to you daddy'
I ain't never comin' back
Ain't never comin' back
I ain't never comin' back
Ain't never comin' back
Ain't never comin' back
28.(Everytime I Hear) That Mellow Saxaphone
Lyricist：R Blackwell, J Marascalco, R Montrell
I wanna mambo, sambo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop bop bop
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Whoa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop, bop, bop
29.Gettin' in the Mood
Lyricist：Joseph Garland, Mike Himelstein, Brian Setzer
Come on baby
I jump into my rocket 'cause I'm ready to blast
I don't know where I'm going but I'm going there fast
Tonight there ain't no future and there isn't a past
We'll make it like the first time so it won't be the last
All I wanna do is everything that you ask
Don't you know I'm really gettin' in the mood
Got the jitter fingers and they're ready to pop
When I get to groovin' ain't no way I can stop
Baby when we get there then we're just gonna hop
Got to ride the feeling baby straight to the top
Girl you make my heart start beatin' flippity-flop
Baby, can't you tell I'm getting' in the mood
(In the mood)
The joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
We're onto something
(In the mood)
The band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
We're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah, to get it started
(In the mood)
I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, baby
And when the party's over I just know where to go
Where the after hours people boogie you know
I wanna hang a while where the lights are real low
And whisper to my baby and be takin' it slow
And baby if you're ready then I'm ready to blow
Baby, now I'm really getting in the mood
(In the mood)
How the joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
Yeah, we're onto something
(In the mood)
Ooo the band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
Girl, we're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah, to get it started
(In the mood)
Ho ho, I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now
I got on my best threads and my favorite shoes
Now it's my time to play got no love for the blues
Understand what I'm sayin' or you better get back
Got no time to waste 'cause I'm one hep cat
And when I start a-workin' I cruise like Dyna flow
And when I'm in the mood I spread it all around
I might the be man, want his party on the run
And when you see me comin' just call me Big King Fun
When the party's over I just know where to go
Where the after hours people boogie you know
I wanna hang a while where the lights are low
And whisper to my baby and be takin' it slow
Baby, if your ready then I'm ready to blow
(Let's blow)
(In the mood)
Yeah the joint is jumpin'
(In the groove)
Girl, we're onto something
(In the mood)
Man, the band is pumpin'
Swingin' and swayin' and a-rock and rollin'
Come on now
Girl, we're gonna party
(I know how)
Yeah, to get it started
(In the mood)
Come on! I'm good to boogie
Blow that jiving music now
I'm in the mood
30.Rock-A-Beatin' Boogie
Lyricist：Bill Haley
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat
You take a rock, you take a beat
You take a boogie, you make it sweet
You take a rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat
Well, the rock-a-beatin' boogie
B O O G I E
Well, rockin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Dancin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Shakin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Jumpin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rompin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
B O O G I E
You gotta jump, you gotta jive
You gotta dance, to be alive
You do the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat
Oh, rock-a-beatin' boogie
B O O G I E
Well, rockin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Dancin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Shakin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Jumpin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
Rompin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie
B O O G I E
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat
31.A Nightingale Sang In Berkley Square
Lyricist：Eric Maschwitz, Manning Sherwin
That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole darn world seemed upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodnight
A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy, night we met
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
This heart of mine beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
For we were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue
To interrupt our rendezvous
I still remember how you smiled and said
â½Was that a dream or was it true？â
Our homeward step was just as light
As the dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
32.White Christmas
Lyricist：Irving Berlin
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days, may your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
Here I go, here I go
And I'm dreaming
And I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Let's hear it, that's it
Well, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days, may your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
White Christmas, white Christmas
33.'49 Mercury Blues
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Broken down on the side of the road
Damn brakes locked up in the rain
Smoke's pourin' out from under the hood
Stuck on the highway again
I'm too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 mercury blues
Can't find a phone, can't hitch a ride
Who would stop for me, anyway？
You would think that after all of
These cars I've owned, I'd break down and join triple A
I'm too young to quit
I'm too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
We got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 mercury blues
I got the '49 mercury blues
By now you'd think I've paid all my dues
Just think of all the trouble
That car is puttin' me through
Well, I guess like a tooth that needs to get filled
It's gonna hurt and you're gonna get drilled
And once you get it fixed, it happens all over again
I'm too young to quit
I'm too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 mercury blues, oh yeah
I got the '49 mercury blues
By now you'd think I've paid all my dues
And just think of all the trouble
That car is puttin' me through
Well, I guess like a tooth that needs to get filled
You know, it's gonna hurt and you're gonna get drilled
And once you get it fixed, it happens all over again
I'm too young to quit
I'm too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 mercury blues, oh yeah
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 mercury blues, oh yeah
34.(The Legend Of) Johnny Kool
Lyricist：Brian Robert Setzer
I had one cup of coffee and a cigarette
Then I rolled out of bed with my shirt soaking wet
If I was gonna get movin', now was the time
So I packed up my bags and my Gretsch '59
It's a tough life, love, but when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny, Johnny, Johnny Kool
Plays his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down now
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
And everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
Darker than black, not a star in the sky
So I revved up that engine and let that Mercury fly
With the wind blowin' by at a hundred and five
While I was tryin' like hell just to keep it alive
It's a tough life, love, but when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
Well rumor had it now this cat had it all
He was loud, he was wild, and he sure rocked the hall
Some guy grabbed my arm and I jumped on the stage
And I was rockin' with a guy who was twice my age
Aww, play it up
It's a tough life, love, but when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
And everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He is a rebel, Johnny Kool
He is a legend, Johnny Kool
Everybody can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
Lyricist：Slim Jim Phantom, Lee Rocker, Brian Setzer
Well
Be bop a lula, she's my baby
Be bop a lula, summertime blues
Well, it's something else, man, you can't lose
Gonna race with the devil and maybe I'll win
I'm gonna dance with Skinny Jim
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hallelujah, I love her so
Bee I bickey bop, bo, bo, go
Cut across shorty, you can't fail
She got a red blue jeans and a pony tail
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Well, come on everybody let's get together tonight
Say, 'Mama, can I go out tonight？'
I sure miss you and the Twenty Flight Rock
So get your dungarees on, well Blue Jean Bop
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Hang on tight, you better get ready
We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie
Lyricist：Doyle Bramhall, Stevie Ray Vaughan
Well, the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
The house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
The house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
Well, kick off your shoes, start losin' the blues
Now we are singing, we're playing the blues
We got nothin' to lose, we got nothin' to lose
So get out on the floor, shimmy 'til you shake somethin' loose
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
Well, the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
The house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
Well, walkin' up the street you can hear the sound
Of some bad honky tonkers really layin' it down
They've seen it all for years they got nothin' to lose
So get out on the floor, shimmy 'til you shake somethin' loose
The house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
Well, if the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is a rockin', don't bother, come on in
Lyricist：Leon Drucker, James Mcconnell, Brian Setzer
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn
Mom and dad cursed the day you were born
Throw your clothes into a duffel bag
Shoutin' as you slam the door, the home, it's a drag
Who can I turn to, where can I stay？
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There's a place you can go where the cops don't know
You can act real wild, they don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Your hair is all greasy and you feel like a slob
You're only fifteen and you can't get a job
Run into the luncheonette and shoot a few games
Losing all your quarters, man, it's always the same
Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy
Slip into the alley with the runaway boys
Runaway boys
Runaway boys
Runnin' faster, faster all the time
You're under age and God knows that's a crime
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn
Mom and dad cursed the day you were born
Throw your clothes into a duffel bag
Shoutin' as you slam the door, the home, it's a drag
Well, who can I turn to and where can I stay？
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There's a place you can go where the cops don't know
You can act real wild, they don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Runnin' faster, faster all the time
You're under age and God knows that's a crime
Runaway boys, runaway boys
Runaway boys, runaway boys
Runaway boys
Lyricist：Brian Robert Setzer
I got a little boogie
But it ain't too clean
It's real low down
And it's kinda mean
Dirty boogie
Dirty boogie
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Dirty boogie
What's it called？
Dirty boogie
Hey, you all
Dirty boogie
How's it go？
Dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Well, you rattle and shake
You moan and groan
A girl like you
I could never bring home
Dirty boogie
Dirty boogie
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Dirty boogie
What's it called？
Dirty boogie
Hey, you all
Dirty boogie
How's it go？
Dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Let it go, let it go, alright
You shake
And moan and groan
Gonna call you home
Dirty boogie
Dirty boogie
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Dirty boogie
What's it called？
Dirty boogie
Hey, you all
Dirty boogie
How's it go？
Dirty boogie
Not too slow
When I get low down
It's the dirty boogie for me
Let it go, let it go, alright
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go
Go
Honey, honey, honey man
Honey, honey, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go
Go
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go
Buzz, buzz
Buzz, buzz
Oh yes, the honey man is here
Sting, sting
Sting, sting
Oh, boy, the honey man is here
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Busy, busy, busy is he？
Go
Go
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Sugar, sugar, honey man
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Go
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Broken down on the side of the road
Damn brakes locked up in the rain
Smoke's pourin' out from under my hood
Stuck on the highway again
I'm too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 Mercury blues
Can't find a phone, can't hitch a ride
Who would stop for me anyway？
You would think that after all of
These cars I've owned
I'd break down and join triple A
Too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
Chopped top, slammed down
'49 Mercury blues
'49 Mercury blues
By now you'd think I've paid all my dues
Well, just think of all the trouble
That car is puttin' me through
Well, I guess like a tooth
That needs to get filled
It's gonna hurt
And it's gonna get drilled
And once you get it fixed
It happens all over again
Too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 Mercury blues, oh that's right, baby
I got the '49 Mercury blues
By now you'd think I've paid all my dues
And just think of all the trouble
That car is puttin' me through
I guess like a tooth
That needs to get filled
You know it's gonna hurt
And it's gonna get drilled
And once you get it fixed
It happens all over again
Too young to quit
Too old to change
Baby, what am I gonna do？
Chopped top, slammed down
'49 Mercury blues
I got the chopped top, slammed down
'49 Mercury blues, oh yeah
Lyricist：Brian Setzer, Mark Winchester
I'm gonna take my baby on a little joy ride
She'll be ghost-white, pale, sittin' by my side
I'll shakin' like a leaf and it ain't no wonder
I drive like lightning, crash like thunder
I'm gonna race with the devil, speedin' down the track
Well, if she beats me to the line, I'm never comin' back
You won't get out alive so it ain't no wonder
I drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
All wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
Got a pair of dice swingin' in my Detroit casket
I got a rabbit's foot hangin' from my black leather jacket
Shakin' like a leaf, it ain't no wonder
I drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Well, baby, please try to understand
Just a little speck of dust blowin' in the sand
We won't get out alive, so why should we wonder
I drive like lightning, crash like thunder
Drive like lightning crash like thunder
It ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
All wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
Drive like lightning crash like thunder
It ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under
Wrapped up in hot chrome and steel
Drag my body, well, behind the wheel
I drive like lightning
I drive like lightning
I drive like lightning
I drive like lightning crash like thunder
Lyricist：Louis Prima
Baby, baby, it looks like it's gonna hail
Baby, baby, looks like it's gonna hail
Better come inside
Let me teach you how to jive and wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail away
Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of Ale
Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of Ale
Jill stayed up, she wants to learn how to jive and wail
Oh come on, you gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail away
A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male
A woman is a woman and a man ain't nothin' but a male
One good thing about him, he knows how to jive and wail
Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
Jill stayed up, she wants to learn how to jive and wail
Jump, jive, then you wail
Jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail away
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail
You gotta jump, jive, then you wail away
Lyricist：Brian Setzer
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Black and orange, stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air
Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline casanova, hey man, that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can
Yeah, don't go crossing my path
I don't bother chasing mice around
Slinking down the alleyway lookin' for a fight
Howlin' to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry
'Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy'
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style
I don't bother chasing mice around
Slinking down the alleyway lookin' for a fight
Howlin' to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry
'Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy'
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style
44.(Everybody's Waitin' For) The Man With The Bag
Lyricist：Dudley Brooks, Hal Stanley, Irving Taylor
Old Mr. Kringle is soon gonna jingle
The bells that'll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is coming again
Well, he's got a sleigh full, it's not gonna stay full
He's got stuff dropping every stop of the way
Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is coming again
He'll be here with the answer to the prayers
That you made through the year
And you'll get yours if you've done
Everything you should, extra special good
He'll make this December, a one you'll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
Old Mr. Kringle is soon gonna jingle
All the bells that'll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He's got a sleigh full and it's not gonna stay full
He's got stuff that he's dropping every stop of the way
Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He'll be here with the answer to the prayers
That you made through the year
And you'll get yours, better believe it, if you've done
Everything you should, extra special good
He'll make this December, the one you'll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody's waiting, they're all congregating
Waiting for the man with the bag
Better watch out now
45.Sittin' On It
Lyricist：Henry Bernard, Sydney Nathan
Old maid, old maid
Stop acting like a baby child
Old maid, old maid
Stop acting like a baby child
You waited 'til you got 63
Before you started runnin' wild
Oh, I'm looking for a gal
She's got me be young and neat
I'm looking for a gal
She's got me be young and neat
What good is a stove
If it don't give out no heat
Well, you had your chance
For love and romance
But you let it pass you by
'Cause when you were 10
You used to run from men
Kept on sittin' on it all the time
When you was 16 you was a natural queen
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
When you were 22, you didn't know what to do
When you was 25, you thought about that jive
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
When you was 31, you was hot as the sun
But you kept on sittin' on it all the time
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
When you were 52, you still knew what to do
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
When you were 55, you was glad to be alive
When you were 58, it still wasn't too late
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
She kept on sittin' on it all the time
Now you're 63, you're too old for me
So keep on sittin' on it all the time
46.Americano
Lyricist：Carosone Renato, Himelstein Michael, Salerno Nicola (i 2),
Setzer Brian Robert
He's drivin' a jeep but he ain't in the army
Gets all his cigarette money from his mommy
Dressed like a rootin' tootin' Texas cowboy
But this Lone Ranger's never seen a horse
He wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
He wants to drive a Cadillac
Ooh, he's chasing showgirls
Smokin' Camels, whiskey and soda
Now he's never goin' back
He's cruisin' streets for gold
Dressed in designer clothes
Brother if you're too slow
You'd better not blink
Or you'll wind up in the drink
Wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
Gotta buy a diamond ring
'Cause that's his baby's favorite thing
Okay, all right, yeah man
Wanna be American
Wanna be American
He's in the land where anything can happen
Reach for the stars, grab that golden ring
Just remember he's Americano
Well, watch it pal 'cause he'll take everything
He wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
He wants to drive a Cadillac
Ooh, now he's chasing showgirls
Smokin' Camels, whiskey and soda
Now he's never goin' back
He likes that rock and roll
He's playing baseball
Loves Marilyn Monroe
A Coca-Cola Joe and a pizza pie to go
Wanna be Americano
Americano, Americano
Gotta buy a diamond ring
'Cause that's his baby's favorite thing
Okay, all right, yeah man
Wanna be American
Wanna be American
Wanna be American, hey!
47.(Everytime I Hear) That Mellow Saxophone
Lyricist：Robert Alexander Blackwell, John Marascalco, Roy Montrell
I wanna mambo, jumbo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop, bop, bop
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Whoa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop, bop, bop
I wanna mambo, jumbo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop, bop, bop
I wanna mambo, jumbo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock, rock, rock
Roll, roll, roll
Bop, bop, bop
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Whoa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
Get on that rockabilly train
Well, my sweet baby wears fishnet stockings
And when she starts a rockin' there ain't no stoppin'
Singing, wop bop a doo bop, fishnet stockings
Shoo wop a doo wop, when she's rockin'
Bop bop a doo bop, there ain't no stoppin'
I'm rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
She's got a pair in pink
She's got a pair in red
When she puts the black ones
She makes me lose my head
Singing, wop bop a doo bop, fishnet stockings
Shoo wop a doo wop, when she's rockin'
Bop bop a doo bop, there ain't no stoppin'
I'm rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
She's got a pair in pink
She's got a pair in red
When she puts the black ones
She makes me lose my head
Singing, wop bop a doo bop, fishnet stockings
Shoo wop a doo wop, when she's rockin'
Bop bop a doo bop, there ain't no stoppin'
I'm rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
Alright, boys, let's go
Well, my sweet baby wears fishnet stockings
Fishnet stockings
Fishnet stockings
I'm rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
Fishnet stockings, oh yeah
I'm rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings
49.Dig That Crazy Santa Claus
Jingle, jangle
Dig that crazy Santa Claus with his red suit on
Dig that walk, that crazy talk, man, oh man, he's really gone
Dig that crazy Santa Claus with his bag of toys
Drags his sack through a chimney stack
All the little hep-cats jump for joy, so cool it, Rudolph, cool
it
With your nose aglow tell those groove reindeer
When Santa starts to blow, go, go
Dig that crazy Santa Claus
Well, I do believe he will bring some crazy toys
You better be good this Christmas Eve, jump
Dig that crazy Santa Claus with his red suit on
Dig that walk, that crazy talk, man, oh man, he's really gone
Dig that crazy Santa Claus with his bag of toys
Drags his sack through a chimney stack
All the little hep-cats jump for joy, so cool it, Rudolph, cool
it
With your nose aglow tell those groove reindeer
When Santa starts to blow, go, go
Dig that crazy Santa Claus
Well, I do believe, he will bring some crazy toys
You better be good this Christmas Eve
Jingle, jangle
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