Rock ‘n’ Roll

Put-put, hurry 'bout doin' the
Put-put, hurry 'bout doin' the
Put-put, hurry 'bout doin' the
Put-put, hurry 'bout doin' the
Put-put, hurry 'bout doin'
The joint starts jumpin' 'till the break-up day

When the joint starts jumpin', it jumps up 'till break-up day
When the joint starts jumpin', it jumps up 'till break-up day
Well I miss my Baby 'cause she's so far away

When my Baby left me, she didn't even say good-bye
When my Baby left me, she didn't even say good-bye
Now all I can do is hang my head an' cry

Rock - Rock 'n' Roll…

Do you want my children?

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

She's Gone

I feel so low, nothing gets me high
I can’t see the sunshine 'cause dark cloud hide the sky
I can’t get you out of my mind no matter what I do
It seems I love you more each day though you said we’re through

But now you’re gone, gone, gone
You left me blue and all alone
Well, now you’re gone, gone, gone
You left me blue and all alone
Oh baby, don’t do me this way

Every night when darkness falls over our home
You won’t find me sleepin’ baby, all I do is roam
I’m sayin’ all my prayers to the moon above
It’s hard to realize I lost your sweet, sweet love

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Shugaree

I remember so well that special night
I went out and got lost in the big city lights
At the house of blue lights where the music was loud
I suddenly noticed her face in the crowd
Well she had cat eyes and a mystic smile
I knew that girl was gonna drive me wild
I shivered and shook as she looked at me
But how was I to know about my misery

Sugaree - the devil led me to you
Sugaree - I love the things that you do
I never had lovin’ like this before
You took my keys and then you locked my door
Please, give me more

She took a long cigarette and I took my chance
I lit it up and asked her for a dance
Her perfume was so sweet that it rattled my brain
The tattoo on her shoulder drove me insane
It wrote six-six-six, Lord in heaven above
With an antichrist woman I just fell in love
I said come on, Baby, let’s get out of this place
Her kisses knocked me out as they were fists on my face

From that very time on I was under her command
For givin’ all I got I’m allowed to kiss her hand
I’m down for her on my bended knees
I got chains around my wrists, I got chains ‘round my feet
But I’m a happy man though she rules my live
And with her long fingernails she cuts me like knife
If I may ever choose ‘tween heaven or hell
You can bet I get both in my prison cell

Boppin’ B
Beck, Gleim, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Broken Hearted Story

Lord, when we met, we both were young
We fell in love at first sight
We were two drifters in the morning sun
I was your hero, you were my bride

We didn't know live could be so hard
We didn't know love was so cruel
Somehow that hero with a golden heart
Slowly turned into a fool

So this is for all broken hearted ones
Dreamin' someday love comes along
Lord, you know broken hearted ones
They always have to dream alone

And then one day you loved another one
And by the way you said: I will
I will be gone when the morning comes
You know from that time on my heart stood still

Years went by as we grew up
And your love for me grew cold
Driftin' apart is dying thousand deaths
I know this story's often told

Boppin’ B
Beck, Gleim, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Rockabilly Guy

Rockabilly - Rockabilly – Rockabilly guy
He's called Long Tall Paul and he’s a Rockabilly guy at all

There's a Rockabilly guy with a jacket all red
Wearin' black shiny shoes, just lookin’ like a cat
Ain’t gonna listen to Disco or Punk or what you always hear around
He only gets this crazy, crazy fine feeling while the jukebox is rockin’ an’ reelin’
He’s called Long Tall Paul and he’s a Rockabilly guy at all

Well, Long Tall Paul is a Rockabilly cat with duck tailed greasy hair
He lives in a dusty uptown flat, owns nothing but a rockin' chair
Where else can you find such Rockabilly cat
All the girls scream: “Paul, be mine!”
He’s called Long Tall Paul and he’s a Rockabilly guy at all

With his '48 Chevy and his best friend Jack
He loves to cruise around
So he starts the car and he opens a can
And Mr. Paul is on the road again

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Hip Hop

I stay here, you stay there
I’ll never get you and that’s not fair
You’re the cutest girl that I ever did see
I saw you on the cover of a magazine
You got long legs and black shoes
Come on little gal, we’re hittin’ the groove

I wanna hip, hop, jump ’n’ jive
Hip, hop, jump ’n’ jive
Hip, hop, jump ’n’ jive
You’re the cutest girl, I’d bet my live for
Hip, hop an' jump ’n’ jive

I love you, you don’t know me
But one fine day, baby, you will see
I’ll meet you at the corner and then you’ll know
You’re the one for me and, babe, I love you so
You got long legs and black shoes
Come on little gal, we’re hittin’ the groove

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

One More Night

One more night without your love

It’s a long, lonely night and I feel so sad
I can hear my heart poundin' while I lay in my bed
I can’t get no rest, I’m just thinkin’ of you
Oh, will it be this way the whole night through?

Each time I close my eyes, I see your smiling face
But when I look aside, I find an empty space
I wonder if you feel the same way, too
And when you’re alone, do you miss me, too?

So far away, I’m here to stay
So far away, but come back to me, Baby
Blow my troubles all away

Boppin’ B
Beck, Gleim, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

B.B. Train

Listen to me people I got something to say
There's a train keeps on rollin' all night and all day
This train cannot be stopped by no ice, no snow or rain
This train has got a name, it's called the "B.B. Train"

Ref:
Well, the B.B. Train – rollin', rollin'
Oh, the B.B. Train – stompin', stompin'
Yeah, the B.B. Train is rollin' on its track

Well, the B.B. Train is always rollin' on its track
It's got a lot of beer and pretty women in its back
This train got lots of wagons, wagons full of joy
Some for beer, some for women and some for us boys

Us boys are smart musicians, all lookin' very pretty
We travel all over from Madrid to Moscow City
Beside the track the people stand an wonder what’s B.B.
Well, B.B. stands for Boppin' B and not for Riley Beale

Boppin’ B
Beck, Gleim Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Dig Your Man A Grave

Dig your man a grave if he won’t leave the town
Dig your man a grave for I will gun him down

He knocked you out last Saturday and tried again last night
I told him if he did so I would blow out his lights
I know you loved him much to long but this sure is the end
I made up to kill him I gotta take a stand

I don’t mind bout stayin' in jail the rest of all my life
The only thing that hurts me is that you’re not my wife
If I was at his place, gal, you wouldn’t have to cry
But he stole you from me and now he’ll have to die

What ever happened to the plans and schemes we made
Seems they vanished in the haze
I’ve been away too long, you gave your heart away
How could he ever take my place

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Big Brown Eyes

Well, I got a gal that lives on a hill
Every time we meet I sure get my thrill
We rock ’n’ roll all through the night
She’s my baby big brown eyes

When I pick her up in my ‘88
She’s always on time and never too late
We rock ’n’ roll all through the night
She’s my baby - big brown eyes

She got big, big, big brown eyes
Well, big, big, big, brown eyes
Well, my baby got big brown eyes
She’s my baby big brown eyes

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Rhythm

All we got, still we got - rhythm
All we got, still we got - rhythm
Now, what rhythm? - This rhythm!

Rhythm - soul is dyin'
Rhythm - my heart is cryin'
Everybody rhythm man, and I love that rhythm, too

Rhythm - my heart is playin'
Rhythm - my soul is swingin'
Everybody rhythm man, and I love that rhythm, too

When I hear that rhapsody in blue
It makes me want to swing my rhythm, too
What can I do?

Rhythm - soul is dyin'
Rhythm - my heart is cryin'
Everybody rhythm man, and I love that rhythm, too

Gangbusters
Daniels (M+T)

Why Don't You

Well, it's Friday evening, time for us to do it again
Time for Rock'n'Roll and so we get off the van
We travelled miles and miles by getting to you
C'mon, let's have a party, you should know what to do

We're rockin', rollin', doin' the swing and the jive
But here is one question: are you dead or alive?
We are doin' all our best, we are in a good mood
But like a pillar of salt you keep stayin' cool

Why don't you move your feet?
We're jumpin', jivin', rockin', rollin' all night long

We're jumpin', jivin', we dance 'till we're wet
But we would like to know why do we do this big crap
What about the slapdash “it's no real Rock 'n' Roll”
Just let our rhythm into your heart and soul

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Love Will Come True
I call you on the phone, I call you
When I’m home all alone I want to hear your voice
So, won’t you tell you really love me and there’s no one else
Could love you more, more than I do
Our love is destiny

So my love
So my love will come true

I can't sleep in the night
When I'm without you I need you by my side
I need your lovin' arms around me, fulfil my desire
Don't make me blue, come on and love me
Our love is destiny

Deep inside I feel
You belong to me
I knew right from the start you’re so deep in my heart
I got you so deep in my heart

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

One Day

One day I wished you’d treat me right
One day I wished you’d hold me tight
Or one day I’ll be Mr. Misery
‘Cause you treat me so badly

You said: I love you, though it never was true
When I asked you to kiss me, you promised you’d do
But you never did and I’m sad as can be
‘Cause you treat me so badly

Last night on the telephone
You sighed and you whispered "John"
That was a bad mistake
Don’t you remember my name is Jake

The other day, Baby, you told me
That you were home at eight
When I bought cigarettes at the corner
I saw you sneakin’ to another date

Boppin’ B
Beck, Seefeldt, Sturm, Treska, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Wooden Hearted Girl

Hey boys, you won't believe what I got to say
It's about that girl I met yesterday
She was boppin' to the rhythm of a Rock 'n' Roll band
And since I looked at her I was under her command
She was all dressed black and got a tiger tattoo on her back

Did you meet her at the bunny hop?
Yeah, you should have seen her do the bop
Is she a real amazing girl?
Man, she’s gotta be Miss World

She's got two eyes that shine so bright and blue
It feels like heaven when she looks at only you
But you'll never really get along with her, mon Coeur
She's a wooden hearted girl

Go, go, dozy-do, come on, buddy, tell us mo'

OK boys, the next thing you gotta know
She's a real gone cookie, stealin’ every girl the show
I spent all my money, paid for everything
At last I even gave her my diamond ring
I thought her love was true, but I was such a bloody fool

Did you dance with her real close?
So close that I stepped upon her toes
You stepped upon her toes?
Yeah, and she bit into my nose

Well, I'm not kiddin', she said she loved me so
That she would never ever let me go
The end of my story's when my money was gone
She turned around and said: Boy, you're no more fun
I couldn’t say a word, I only felt a big, big hurt

Did she get herself another man?
Yeah, an’ he’s payin’ as much as he can
Oh boy, that’s real cruel
Sometimes a man is just a fool

Boppin’ B
Beck, Gleim, Seefeldt, Sturm, Weiser (M+T)
NiWo Musikverlag

Café Oriental

Im Orient gibt's ein Lokal - das Café Oriental
Jeder Scheich war schon einmal - im Café Oriental
Dies Lokal ist ein Magnet, dort gibt's Frauen ohne Zahl
Und wer so was mag, der geht ins Cafe Oriental

Eine war besonders schön - im Café Oriental
Weil sie sah aus wie die Loren - im Café Oriental
Herrlich war ihr Dekolleté, sie war schlank und so schmal
Und war braun wie der Kaffee im Café Oriental

Ich ging lächelnd auf sie zu - im Café Oriental
Bat sie um ein Rendezvous - im Café Oriental
Doch bevor ich mich versah flog ich raus aus dem Saal
Denn ihr Mann war der Portier im Café Oriental

Doch weil ich so gerne bin - im Café Oriental
Morgen zieht's mich wieder hin - ins Café Oriental
Aber lacht mich eine an, frag ich erst sie einmal
Sag'n Sie, hab'n Sie n'en Mann - im Café Oriental

Vico Torriani
Alstone, Tabet, Tabet, Schwabach (M+T)
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