By dean friedman Here's a tip: loose lips don't sink space ships. Count those tiny blips. somebody call the cops. Hale bop she bop Little bo peep, where
My friend Parker is a painter A poet and a groove He came around on Wednesday And made me think about you Now he seemed to be a daddy-o And yes, I am
Put on your boppin' socks baby Roll up your old blue jeans Theres a band playin' down at the armory Knows what rock and roll really means I want to ride
Ooh baby, ooh baby Ooh baby, ooh baby You've got me reelin' You've got me swingin' to your melody Oh yeah I never knew a man Could love me this way
You have so many relationships in this life Only one or two will last You're going through all this pain and strife Then you turn your back and they're
One more, one more, one more, one more: * megabyte maniac fiddle with the mouse like a junky * I need me-me-memory He's a brat, he's a boor, with a word
I met you at a party, it was 10 pm. I was outside being sick so I came inside again. I opened another bottle, but that made me feel worse. I was sick
Mucho gusto Ay, que fabulosa! Ay ay ay, arriba! Quieres bailar? Mira me I believe in dreamin? shootin? for the stars Baby, to be number one you?ve got
Well there's this dance, you ought to know It's a little somethin' I made up cats To keep your heads low See there are lots of sore gangsters Packin'
(Talking intro by Dickie and Wee Willie:) "Hey cat, where are ya goin' man?" "Man, I'm going down to Bop Street" "Tell me cat, where's that di-rection
Well there's a little juke joint on the outside of town Where the cats pick 'em up and lay 'em down You get your gal, I'll get mine And we'll get together
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Be bop a lu la She's my baby Be bop a lu la I don't mean maybe Be bop a lu la She's my baby Be bop a lu la I don't mean maybe Be bop a lu la She's my
I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sad} I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sad) My doctor came a runnin' and my family
Hey cat, where are you goin' man? Man, I'm going down to Bop Street Tell me cat, where's that direction? Man, ain't you heard, they got one of 'em in
Written by Pearl Lendhurst Peaked at # 3 in 1957 a-Be-bop baby a-Be-bop baby a-Be-bop baby She's the gal for me-ee She got plenty of rhythm, got plenty