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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters (2006)
Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don't get no spendin' cash If you don't scrub that kitchen floor You ain't gonna rock and roll no more Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Just finish cleanin' up your room Let's see that dust fly with that broom Get all that garbage out of sight Or you don't go out Friday night Yakety yak (Don't talk back) You just put on your coat and hat And walk yourself to the laundromat And when you finish doin' that Bring in the dog and put out the cat Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Don't you give me no dirty looks Your father's hip; he knows what cooks Just tell your hoodlum friend outside You ain't got time to take a ride Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters (2006)
Well now if I have to swim a river, you know I will,
And if I have to climb a mountain you know I will. And if she's hiding up on a blueberry hill, I'm gonna find her, child, you know I will. Cause I've been searching, oh yeah, searching, My goodness, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. But I'm like the Northwest Mountie, You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her. Well Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade got nothing, child, on me. Sergeant Friday, charlie Chan, and Boston Blackie. No matter where she's hiding, she's gonna hear me Cause I'm gonna walk right down that street, Like Bulldog Drummond because I've been searching, Oh Lord, searching, mm child, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her. |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters (2006)
Fe fe fi fi fo fo fum I smell smoke in the auditorium (chorus): Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown He's a clown, that Charlie Brown He's gonna get caught; just you wait and see (Why's everybody always pickin' on me?) That's him on his knees, I know that's him Yeah, from 7 come 11 down in the boys' gym (chorus) Who's always writing on the wall? Who's always goofin' in the hall? Who's always throwin' spit balls? Guess who (Who, me?) Yeah, you! Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow? Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O? (chorus) |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters (2006)
She comes on like a rose but everybody knows
She'll get you in Dutch Now you can look but you better not touch [Chorus:] Poison ivy, poison ivy Late at night while you're sleepin' poison ivy comes a'creepin' Around She's pretty as a daisy but look out man she's crazy She'll really do you in Now if you let her under your skin [Chorus] Measles make you bumpy And mumps'll make you lumpy And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch A common cold'll fool ya And whooping cough'll cool ya But poison ivy, Lord'll make you itch!! You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion You'll be scratchin' like a hound The minute you start to mess around [Chorus] Measles make you bumpy And mumps'll make you lumpy And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch A common cold'll fool ya And whooping cough'll cool ya But poison ivy, Lord'll make you itch!! You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion You'll be scratchin' like a hound The minute you start to mess around [Chorus] La da la da la da [Repeat x 4] |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters (2006)
I saw her standin' on the corner
A yellow ribbon in her hair I couldn't stop myself from shoutin Look a-there Look a-there Look a-there Look a-there Young blood, young blood, young blood I can't get you out of my mind I took one look and I was fractured I tried to walk but I was lame I tried to talk but I just stuttered What's your name What's your name What's your name What's your name Young blood, young blood, young blood I can't get you out of my mind What crazy stuff She looked so tough I had to follow her all the way home Then things went bad; I met her dad He said, "You'd better leave my daughter alone" I couldn't sleep a wink for tryin' I saw the rising of the sun And all night my heart was cryin' You're the one, you're the one You're the one, you're the one Young blood, young blood, young blood I can't get you out of my mind |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters [Vol. 2] (2006)
I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'll saw you all in half!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He turned on the bandsaw (and then, and then!) [Chorus] And then along came Jones Tall thin Jones Slow-walkin' Jones Slow-talkin' Jones Along came long, lean, lanky Jones Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back Down in the old abandoned mine, Sweet Sue was havin' fits That villain said, "Give me the deed to your ranch Or I'll blow you all to bits!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He lit the fuse to the dynamite (and then, and then!) [Chorus] I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show But there was the same old shoot-'em-up and the same old rodeo Salty Sam was tryin' to stuff Sweet Sue in a burlap sack He said, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'm gonna throw you on the railroad tracks!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He threw her on the railroad tracks (and then) A train started comin' (and then, and then!) [Chorus] |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters [Vol. 2] (2006)
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤
Just sittin', diggin' all them scenes at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 A chick I'd never seen before Came walkin' on in through the door At least I'd never saw her down at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 And I started shakin' when she sat right now next to me Her chair was there right next to mine at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 A chill was running down my spine at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 I could smell her sweet perfume She smiled at me, my heart went boom Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 They said "Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe" Then from behind the counter, I saw a man A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout "You'd better eat up all your beans boy and clear right on out" I know I'll never eat again at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 And so we'll never meet again at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 I'd rather eat my chili beans At Jack's or John's or Jim's or Jean's Than taking my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's Caf??짤 I risked my like with that Smokey Joe's a crazy fool |
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from The Coasters - Rhino Hi-Five: The Coasters [Vol. 2] (2006)
Down in Mexicali
There's a crazy little place that I know Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce And the boss is a cat named Joe He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico Well, the first time that I saw him He was sittin' on a piano stool I said "Tell me dad, when does the fun begin?" He just winked his eye and said "Man, be cool." He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico All of a sudden in walks this chick Joe starts playing on a Latin kick Around her waist she wore three fishnets She started dancin' with the castanets I didn't know just what to expect She threw her arms around my neck We started dancin' all around the floor And then she did a dance I never saw before. So if you're south of the border I mean down in Mexico And you wanna get straight, Man, don't hesitate Just look up a cat named Joe. He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico Yeah, como est usted senorita Come with me to the border, south of the border, that is In Mexico, yeah in Mexico You can get your kicks in Mexico Come with me baby, come with me, come with me, crazy, yeah |
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from Unforgettable Hit Pops Vol.1 (2009)
Fe fe fi fi fo fo fum I smell smoke in the auditorium (chorus): Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown He's a clown, that Charlie Brown He's gonna get caught; just you wait and see (Why's everybody always pickin' on me?) That's him on his knees, I know that's him Yeah, from 7 come 11 down in the boys' gym (chorus) Who's always writing on the wall? Who's always goofin' in the hall? Who's always throwin' spit balls? Guess who (Who, me?) Yeah, you! Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow? Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O? (chorus) |
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from Rock 'n' Roll Classics (2007)
I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'll saw you all in half!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He turned on the bandsaw (and then, and then!) [Chorus] And then along came Jones Tall thin Jones Slow-walkin' Jones Slow-talkin' Jones Along came long, lean, lanky Jones Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back Down in the old abandoned mine, Sweet Sue was havin' fits That villain said, "Give me the deed to your ranch Or I'll blow you all to bits!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He lit the fuse to the dynamite (and then, and then!) [Chorus] I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show But there was the same old shoot-'em-up and the same old rodeo Salty Sam was tryin' to stuff Sweet Sue in a burlap sack He said, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'm gonna throw you on the railroad tracks!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He threw her on the railroad tracks (and then) A train started comin' (and then, and then!) [Chorus] |
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from R & B And Soul Roots Vol. 02 (2009)
I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'll saw you all in half!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He turned on the bandsaw (and then, and then!) [Chorus] And then along came Jones Tall thin Jones Slow-walkin' Jones Slow-talkin' Jones Along came long, lean, lanky Jones Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back Down in the old abandoned mine, Sweet Sue was havin' fits That villain said, "Give me the deed to your ranch Or I'll blow you all to bits!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He lit the fuse to the dynamite (and then, and then!) [Chorus] I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show But there was the same old shoot-'em-up and the same old rodeo Salty Sam was tryin' to stuff Sweet Sue in a burlap sack He said, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch I'm gonna throw you on the railroad tracks!" And then he grabbed her (and then) He tied her up (and then) He threw her on the railroad tracks (and then) A train started comin' (and then, and then!) [Chorus] |
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from Saturday Night Juke Box (2009)
Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don't get no spendin' cash If you don't scrub that kitchen floor You ain't gonna rock and roll no more Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Just finish cleanin' up your room Let's see that dust fly with that broom Get all that garbage out of sight Or you don't go out Friday night Yakety yak (Don't talk back) You just put on your coat and hat And walk yourself to the laundromat And when you finish doin' that Bring in the dog and put out the cat Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Don't you give me no dirty looks Your father's hip; he knows what cooks Just tell your hoodlum friend outside You ain't got time to take a ride Yakety yak (Don't talk back) Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak Yakety yak, yakety yak |
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