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| 1. |
| 3:34 | 
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Summer '43 the man's gunnin' for me
Blue and white mean war tonight They say damn my pride and all The other cats livin' down the east side Or maybe just my brim's too wide Hey Marie you better grab my jack And zip gun for me 'Cause I'll face no shame Tonight's the night I die for our name Well I like to be swingin Dancin and singing Just having a good time Free to do whatever Now more than ever Ive got to stick with that gang of mine |
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| 2. |
| 3:27 |
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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' iron all day So you learn my two step stay out of their way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop Well there's flat-foot Louie Sittin' on his front stoop He caught five rounds in the belly He looked like a messed-up bowl of minestrone soup Now you take that cat Mugs He got iced the other day He could have saved his mama The dry cleanin' bill my way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop (spoken) Hey spinach chin, Why don't you try on these cement shoes. Look like they fit you pretty freakin' good. Now see if you can walk on water puppy, you jackass (sung) So now you can see Zip gun bop was meant to be Lots of lead flyin' Lots of lonely gals cryin' But you can hear them cats shootin' They're shootin' rat-ta-tat-tat So you can learn my two step Jack Or that's that Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop Hey hey Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Oh yeah baby, that zip gun bop |
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| 3. |
| 3:48 |
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Mugzy's in the mood for losing cat He's gonna beat it downtown to where it's at Hocks his axe for some cash and a mess of blues When sickness drowns his fear The line becomes unclear Well, just one more black day How great is his need A flowering bad seed Well he's dying from his thirst cut off from all ties Then he'll realize He's gonna drown In that hat full of rain With a heart full of pain And how can you live with a hat full of rain? And a soul full of pain How great is his need A flowering bad seed Well he's dying from his thirst Cut off from all ties Then he'll realize He's gonna drown In that hat full of rain With a heart full of pain And how can you live with a hat full of rain? And a soul full of pain |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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I see you watching me just like a hawk I don't mind the way you talk But if you touch me Something's gotta give I live the life I love And I love the life I live My diamond ring and my money too Tomorrow night they could belong to you The girls move me at their will I live the life I love And I love the life I live I may lay a hundred on a bet this time Tomorrow night can't cover your dime If I'm flat my kitten digs me still I'm just tryin' tell you daddy How I feel You see me walkin' as I pass you by Don't talk about me 'cause I could be high Just forgive me If you will I live the life I love And I love the life I live Yeah My private life you just may not dig But your aspersions will not flip my wig Opinions hold water like a sieve I live the life I love And I love the life I live I may lay a hundred on a bet this time Tomorrow night can't cover your dime If I'm flat my kitten digs me still I'm just tryin' to tell you daddy How I feel You see me walkin' as I pass you by Don't talk about me 'cause I could be high Just forgive me If you will I live the life I love And I love the life I live I live the life I love And I love the life I live I live my life Just let the door knob hit you Where the dog shoulda bit you |
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| 5. |
| 5:30 |
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Walk right in, walk right out Walk right in, walk right out Well my baby keeps on walkin' Well I met this gal She wanted to ride in my truck Well she had no wheels Wanted to ride in my truck Man she jumped in the cab All she wants to do is Walk right in, she walks right out She walks right in, walks right out She walks right in, walks right out Well I met this chick She wanted to steal my bucks She thought I was loaded Man she needed them bucks But one peek in my wallet All she wants to do is Walk right in, she walks right out She walks right in, walks right out She walks right in, walks right out Well I met this gal She loves to hucklebuck Well, she's a real fine dancer Loves to hucklebuck Man we get on the floor All she wants to do is Walk right in, she walks right out She walks right in, walks right out She walks right in, walks right out Yeah baby! Well, if you're diggin' this number Baby you're out of luck And if you're likin' that guitar playing You're out of luck But since you like it You must love to Walk right in, walk right out You walk right in, walk right out You walk right in, walk right out That's what this song is all about |
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| 6. |
| 3:49 |
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Somewhere beyond the sea Somewhere waitin' for me My lover stands on golden sands And she watches the ships that go Sailin' sailin' Somewhere beyond the sea Somewhere watchin' for me If i could fly like birds on high Then straight to your arms I go sailin' And somewhere beyond the sea Well she's there watchin' for me If i could fly like birds on high Then straight to your arms I go sailin' sailin' Well it's far beyond the stars And it's clear beyond the moon And i know beyond a doubt My heart will lead me there soon And we'll meet i know we'll meet Beyond the shore and we'll kiss just as before Happy we'll be beyond the sea And never again i'll go Sailin' sailin' And i know beyond a doubt My heart will lead me there soon And we'll meet i know we'll meet Beyond the shore and we'll kiss just as before Happy we'll be beyond the sea And never again i'll go Sailin' |
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| 2:47 |
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There's a place I know The wise guys go that's Park's Place Showgirls swing when the chairman sings At Park's Place-Park's Place Yes my friends It's the livin' end Park's Place The lights, fights and skirts Are a sight at Park's Place Mugs and thugs and big old lugs Dig Park's Place Man they really ball at Park's Place They're high, they're low They blow their dough At Park's Place Man the time flies at Park's Place Yes my friend it's livin' in Park's Place |
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| 8. |
| 2:45 |
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I'm fly and flash and my jive is sweet Pressed in pleat right to my feet But when it comes to cash I'm incomplete Datin' with no dough I told my doll I'd take her on a date On the condition that she'd have to wait 'Cause I've never owned a car in the state I'll be datin' with no dough The valets and the maitre d' Roll out the red carpet for me My looks are deceiving Lord 'Cause when the check comes I'll be gone Guess I'm deadbeat but what a seller If flash were cash I'd be a Rockefeller As long as my game goes unknown I'll be datin' with no dough I took my baby uptown To show her that I had some class The drink tab I could not pay You know I ended the date with her foot up my Yes I'm a deadbeat but what a seller If flash were cash I'd be a Rockefeller As long as my game goes unknown I'll be datin' with no dough |
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| 4:47 |
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Dirty neon lights, the traffic's cry Footsteps echo on the street The cheap but lovely chicks And a sawbuck for a trick And she'll work for a bite to eat So where is all the glamour? Where's that lovely starlet's kiss? But out in T.V. land They dream of Tinsel Town But I'll tell you just what they've missed Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll The city where the night runs deep Seedy bars, cats in lowered cars That's Hollywood while you're asleep Well here comes the fog Or is that smog? 'Cause man I can't tell anymore There ain't no welcome wagon around this town Fred and Ethel sure the hell ain't next door But way out in the distance Someone watches the late night show They dream of being hip on Sunset Strip But I'll tell you what they don't know Dirty neon lights, the traffic's cry Footsteps echo on the street The cheap but lovely chicks And a sawbuck for a trick And she'll work for a bite to eat So where is all the glamour? Where's that lovely starlet's kiss? But out in T.V. land They dream of Tinsel Town But I'll tell you just what they've missed Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll The city where the night runs deep Yeah seedy bars, cats in lowered cars That's Hollywood while you're asleep |
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| 3:42 | 
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| 11. |
| 3:55 |
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Ladies and gents Your attention please Let's look to the flying trapeze The great Mondello will take to the sky Watch him go-see him fly! Now this wonder will start with some flips While the ladies are bitin' their lips Now the tension is high As it gets, |
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| 12. |
| 2:46 |
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Sometimes your love is just like honey So sweet and wild-so sweet and wild Sometimes your love is just like menthol So cool and nice-so cool and nice That's why I don't want no other lover Nobody but you Honey child, honey child You got a funny little way A way of teasing Feels so right, yeah so right You've got a way-such a way Through the night, all through the night That's why I don't want no other lovin' Nobody but you Honey child You got a brand of lovin' That sets my soul on fire You got a brand of kissin' That drives me wild That's why I don't want no other lover That's why I don't want no other lover That's why I don't want no other lover Say, that's why I don't want no other lover Say, that's why I don't want no other lover, baby |
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| 13. |
| 2:53 |
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Summer '43 the man's gunnin' for me
Blue and white mean war tonight They say damn my pride and all The other cats livin' down the east side Or maybe just my brim's too wide Hey Marie you better grab my jack And zip gun for me 'Cause I'll face no shame Tonight's the night I die for our name Well I like to be swingin Dancin and singing Just having a good time Free to do whatever Now more than ever Ive got to stick with that gang of mine |
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| 14. |
| 3:02 |
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Alright all you swing cats
Let's try something new Drag your elbows off the bar Move your can from the old barstool There's a place called the ocean Probably heard about in school Well, they ain't got no martinis there But man, that water's cool And guess what my bar clad buddies They got women down there too But that's for rope soap romeo That bum ain't got a clue Just for viewin' pleasure Head down by the pier Think of all the dough you'll save On whisky, gin and beer Now the moral of this story There's more to life than jazz and bars So plop your ass down in the sand And look up at the stars And if you're feelin' homesick Bring a showgirl or two Toss 'em out a volleyball And hey baby, enjoy the view |
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