Well Be Bop A Lula she's my baby Be Bop A Lula I don't mean maybe Be Bop A Lula she's my baby Be Bop A Lula I don't mean maybe Be Bop A Lula she's
Well, I got a little woman called, Crazy Legs She's the queen of the teenage crowd All the cats stuffin' nickels in the ol' jukebox Just to watch her
Everybody Snap your fingers everybody stomp your feet and everybody clap your hands let's move to the rythym of the crazy beat one night I picked up
Cruisin', lookin' for my gal I'm cruisin', goin' don't know where I'm cruisin', got to find my gal I'm cruisin' for a bruisin' That man with her is gonna
My friends tried to tell me, but they were too late, yeah What a fool I was to fall for your bait, yeah You drive me crazy, kiss-a-me baby, I don't mean
One day, two days, three, four, five A that's how long that she's been gone and that's a long time Five days, five days since you walked out the door
Well, I've got a little mama and my mama is small My little mama is five foot tall Well now, when she gives me kisses I feel like a fool My little mama
Well, I've got a little mama and my mama is small My little mama is five foot tall Well now, when she gives me kisses, I feel like a fool My little mama
Flea brain, (flea brain) hop-hop-hop Flea brain, (flea brain) a-rock-rock-rock Flea brain, she's got a hole in her head If she wasn't good lookin', she
(eddie cochran starts background) well-oh, well-oh wop, whip-whip-whip Well-oh, well-oh wop, whip-whip-whip Well-oh, well-oh wop, whip-whip-whip Well-
Well there's a little juke joint on the outside of town Where the cats pick 'em up and they lay 'em down You get your gal, I'll get mine And we'll get
Gotta tell you baby, everything's alright Well I told you baby, where I was last night But no matter what I say baby, you can't see the light Gotta tell
Written by Smith & Vincent It gets me high Blood pressure When you call my name Oh yeah It gets me high Blood pressure You're the One to blame Oh yeah
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rockin' and a rollin', can't hear your Momma call From
Green hickorywood will make your fireplace hot You try to explain to a Berkeley cop He choked with with my peats and shot me down for pot I said, man
Doggone my soul, how I love them old songs, they were a comfort to me when I was alone, the dancin' stops, but the music must go on, doggone my soul
Well, we're gonna dance in the street tonight Well now dance in the street tonight We're gonna dance to the beat to the heart of the sweet We're gonna
Johnny Winter's Original Lyrics I can't believe you wanna leave See, I'm down -- beendin' knees You think of all the fun we had Then of all the love