It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell, “C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale, But when Pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well “C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell “C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell They bought a souped-up jitney, ‘was a cherry red ’53, They drove it down New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle “C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can...Read More
Autore: Chuck Berry
Oh, arrested on charges of unemployment He was sitting in the witness stand The judges wife called up the district attorney She said, “Free that brown-eyed man. If you want your job, you better free that brown-eyed man.” Flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a woman walkin’ ‘cross the sand. She’d be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay To meet a brown-eyed handsome man, Her destination was a brown-eyed handsome man. Way back in history, three thousand years, In fact ever since the world began, There’s been a whole lotta good women shedding tears Over a brown-eyed handsome man, A lot of trouble was a brown-eyed handsome man. Well, a beautiful daughter couldn’t make up her mind Between a doctor and a lawyer man. Her mother told her, “Daughter go out and find yourself A brown-eyed handsome man, Just like your daddy was, a brown-eyed handsome man.” Marlo Venus was a beautiful lass, She had the world in the palm of her hand She lost both her arms in a wrestling match To win a brown-eyed handsome man, She fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man. 2-3 the count with nobody on He hit a high fly into the stands Roundin’ third, he was a-headin’ for home It was a brown-eyed handsome man that won the game It was a brown-eyed handsome...Read More
Baby here I stand before you With my heart in my hand I put it to you mama Hoping that you’ll understand Oh, baby Mama, please don’t dog me ‘round Yeah I, I would rather love you, baby Than anyone else I know in town This is my confession, Mama And it’s sung by all your song It proves that I’m in heaven, Mama When you hold me in your arms Well, baby Can I have you for myself Yeah, if I can’t have you, baby I don’t want nobody else Well, baby Don’t you want a man like me Well, baby Don’t you want a man like me Yeah, think about your future, baby Forget about your used to...Read More
(Chuck Berry) The ‘thirteen question method’ is the one to use The ‘thirteen question method’ is the one to use The ‘thirteen question method’ is the one To use when you want to have some fun The ‘thirteen question method’ is the one to use Question number one: why not have fun ? Question number two is: what to do ? Question number three is: who’ll go out and dine with me ? Question number four: will there be more ? Question number five: when I arrive ? Question number six: will she be fixed ? Question number seven is: will she let me still her kiss ? Question number eight: is it a date ? Question number nine : after we dine ? Question number ten: let’s dance again Question number eleven came when she wisper’d sweet my name Question number twelve were about ourselves The question number thirteen? The question number thirteen? The question number...Read More
Ridin’ along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin’ wild Cruisin’ and playin’ the radio With no particular place to go. Ridin’ along in my automobile I’m anxious to tell her the way I feel, So I told her softly and sincere, And she leaned and whispered in my ear Cuddlin’ more and drivin’ slow, With no particular place to go. No particular place to go, So we parked way out on the Kokomo The night was young and the moon was bold So we both decided to take a stroll Can you imagine the way I felt? I couldn’t unfasten her safety belt! Ridin’ along in my calaboose Still tryin’ to get her belt unloose All the way home I held a grudge, But the safety belt, it wouldn’t budge Cruisin’ and playin’ the radio With no particular place to...Read More
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