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Johnny come late on a Saturday nightSingin’ how de doBackstreet boogie in the house of delightWhere they steal the showThe money come sour but the ladies are sweetAd it’s a love affairWhole place rockin’, people…

Legendary ChildI’ll tell you what I’m talking about Making love at 17, yeah we had the luckBut we traded them toys for other joysAnd we didn’t give a(whoa whoa whoa) I took a chance at the high school danceNever knowing wrong from rightAnd…

(I’m dreaming tonight, I’m leaving back home)Right! Take me back to a south TallahasseeDown cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassyCan’t stand up on my feet in the cityGotta get back to the real nitty gritty Yes sir, no…

Long ago in days untoledWere ruled by lords of greedMaidens fair, with gold they daredTo bare their wombs that bleedKings And Queens and guillotinesTaking lives deniedStarch and parchments laid the lawsWhen bishops took the ride Only to…

Finders keepers losers weepDown on 42nd StreetOh, bare-foot children cryin’ my,oh,myI watched you on the avenueWhile other men were having youI think that you should let your caged bird fly And Kiss Your Past Good-ByeKiss Your Past…

nd what a stormy nightI met the ponyIt was so dark that i could hardly seeIt smelled so sweet you know who and JoanieSo many butterflies one could not see We all could feel desireTook off in flightIt was hotter than fireThan came the light…

she gave you a flowerthe one that god gave heryou all up in the kool aidbut you do not know the flavor head down spin around get a little refriedif that dont get it you can canch it on the b side just push playfnajust push playtheyre gonna…

um, dum, dum, honey what have you doneDum, dum, dum, it’s the sound of my gunDum, dum, dum, honey what have you doneDum, dum, dum, it’s the sound, it’s the sound…Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah…. Janie’s Got…

(Mississippi Fred McDowell)Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you wantJesus is on that mainline… tell him what you wantJesus is on that mainline… tell him what you wantYou gotta call him up and tell him what you want…

Yeah, hey hey, hey hey… Dancing queen, sold like black vaselineShe was a long tall Sally joystickKnow what I seenShe was all right Drashing spursPong man, puss n’ bootsShe was a long-long live, long live who Sweet pretty…