Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted / All day long I’m walkin’ ‘cause I couldn’t get my car started / Laid off from job and I can’t afford to check it / I wish somebody’d come along and run in to it and wreck it
Baixar Mais Tocadas: ouvir Chuck Berry
When I was a little bitty boy / My grandmother bought me a cute little toy / Silver bells hangin’ on a string / She told me it was my ding a ling
Out of all the reindeers you know you’re the mastermind / Run, run Rudolph, Randalph ain’t too far behind / Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s got to make it to town / Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
They’re really rockin BostonIn Pittsburgh, P. A.Deep in the heart of TexasAnd ‘round the Frisco BayAll over St. LouisWay down in New OrleansAll the Cats wanna dance withSweet Little SixteenSweet Little SixteenShe’s just got to haveAbout half a millionFramed autographsHer wallet’s filled with picturesShe gets ‘em one by oneShe gets so excitedWatch her look at her runOh mommy mommyPlease may I goIt’s such a sight to seeSomebody steal the showOh daddy daddyI beg of youWhisper to mommyIt’s all right with youCause they’ll be rockin on bandstandIn Philadelphia P.A.Deep in the heart of TexasAnd ‘round the Frisco BayAll over St. LouisWay Down in New OrleansAll the Cats wanna dance withSweet Little SixteenSweet Little SixteenShe’s got the grown up bluesTight dress and lipstickShe’s sportin’ high heal shoesOh, but tomorrow morningShe’ll have to chang her trendAnd be sweet sixteenAnd back in class againCause they’ll be rockin on bandstandIn Philadelphia P.A.Deep in the heart of TexasAnd ‘round the Frisco BayAll over St. LouisWay Down in New OrleansAll the Cats wanna dance withSweet Little Sixteen
Runnin’ to-and-fro, hard workin’ at the mill. / Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill. / Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. / Too much monkey business, for me to be involved in!
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today / We touched ground on an international runway / Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the USA / New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you
Deep down in 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 named Johnny B. Goode
Sometimes i will, then again i think i won’t / Sometimes i will, then again i think i won’t / Sometimes i do, then again i think i don’t / Well, i looked at my watch it was nine twenty-one
Yeah ‘n’ I’m doin’ all right in schoolThey ain’t said I broke no ruleI ain’t never been in DutchI don’t browse around too muchDon’t bother me, leave me aloneAnyway I’m almost grownI don’t run around with no mobGot myself a little jobI’m gonna buy me a little carDrive my girl in the parkGot my eye on a little girlAh, she’s really out of this worldWhen I take her to the danceShe’s got to talk about romanceYou know I’m still livin’ in townBut I done married and settled downNow I really have a ballSo I don’t browse around at all
Long distance information, give me Memphis Tennessee / Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me / She could not leave her number but I know who placed the call / My uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall