Stay a Little Longer

(spoken)
Biffy on the drums and Dennis, you on the bass
When I count this off, ya'll give me a little Texas
Playboy type rhythm, okay
One, two, three four

(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer

(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down on Shinbone Alley
The number on the gate, the number on the door
The next house over is the grocery store
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer

(spoken) Georgie French on the piano
Good mornin' Joe

Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge washed out at the bottom of the hill
The big creek's up and the little creek's level
I plow my corn with a doubled shovel
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer

(spoken)
That's Tiny Roy
Hey

Sittin, in the window singin' to my love
Slop bucket fell from the window up above
Mule and grasshopper eatin' ice cream
The mule got sick so they laid him on the green
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer

(scat singing)

Grab your gal and pat her on the head
If she don't like biscuits feed her corn bread
If the girls don't
They jump on a man like a dog on a bone
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer

Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer

Похожие новости.

Все Якось Не Так…

Я хочу просто дивитись на речі Я просто хочу не думать про час Співати, мовчати, не ховатись у втечі Бути собою посеред всіх вас Я хочу позбутися жалю та фобій Я дихати хочу не так,

Вкус Вишнёвой Смолы

Невесомый туман над садами поплыл. Я сбежал из Москвы – от её лицедейства. Удивительный вкус – вкус вишнёвой смолы Возвращает меня в босоногое детство. Черноглазый пацан мне помашет рукой, Приглашая меня на заре порыбачить И картошки

Самба Сам-на-сам

Знову самба сам-на-сам із рання І до самозабуття, І коли я чув свій пульс востаннє, То було кумедне відчуття. Вхід на той бік вже відкрито, Йду і мій login "сезам", Там пульсує соковита Самба сам-на-сам. Знову самба сам-на-сам

Find The Cost Of Freedom

(originally by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young) Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground Mother earth will swallow you, lay your body down Find the cost of freedom, buried in the

За Атмосферой

Я зову, за собой Полетим, где прибой Полетим далеко со мной Полетим, между звезд Все равно что прогноз говорит Что дожди, летим! Припев: И будут танцы космической эры,за атмосферой И ты мне нежно скажешь teciero, за атмосферой И