Chuck Berry - Oh Carol / Little Queenie (Live 1982) | Текст песни

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• Chuck Berry
• Oh Carol / Little Queenie (Live 1982)

Carol

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Well come in to my machine so we can cruise on out
I know a swinging little little joint where we can jump and shout
It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am
'Cos every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Well, you want to hear some music like the boys are playing
Hold tight, catch your foot, don't let him carry it away
Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud
Oh, don't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd
If you can dance, I know you wish you could
I got my eyes on you baby 'cos you dance so good

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
Got the lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I gets the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled

There she is again standing over by the record machine
Oooh, she's looking like a model on the cover of a magazine
Why she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen

Little Queene

Meanwhile, I was thinking
She's in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance
I oughtta take it
She can dance
We can make it
Come on queenie
Let's shake it

Go, go, go, Little Queenie
Go, go, go, Little Queenie
Go, go, go, Little Queenie

Won't ya tell me who the queen's
Standing over by the record machine
Why she's looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
Yeah she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen

Meanwhile, I was still thinkin'
If it's a slow song, we'll omit it
If it's a rocker, that'll get it
If it's good, she'll admit it
Come on queenie, lets get with it

Go, go, go, Little Queenie
Go, go, go, Little Queenie
Go, go, go, Little Queenie