Yeah you can do that Let's start from the top please
One, two, three, four Wooh, hooo
Hey, you say you won't, you can't give me any more love You say you will, you can give up what I've got babe You make me high when I talk on the phone, hey You know I gotta ring up your number when I know you ain't home 'Cause you gotta hold on me baby like a dog with a bone, hey, hey Dog with a bone
One more time baby, now Woooh, hoo
Hey, you say you won't, you can't give me any more love But you say that you will you can ever give up what I've got babe You make me high, hey, when you talk on the phone Hey, you know I gotta ring up your number when you know I ain't-a home (Hey baby, hold on me babe) 'Cos you gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone, yeah, hey Dog with a bone Dog with a bone, yeah Woooh, hoo
Do a solo baby Roll over, Rover let Brian take over!
You make me high when you talk on the phone Ring up your number when I know you ain't home 'Cause you gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone Hey, hey, like a dog with a bone, yeah Yeah Uh-ha ha, oh, ooohhh Like a dog with a bone
You say you won't, you won't, you can't, you can't give me any more love But you say, but you say, you will, you will, you can, you can, give up what I've got You make me high when you talk on the phone You know I gotta ring up your number when I know you ain't home 'Cause you gotta hold, hold on me baby, hold on me baby, hey, like a dog with a bone, yeah Like a dog with a bone Hold on me baby Yeah, I won't let go Like a dog with a bone Won't let go
Wooh, hoo Get the double tempo (Oooh) Hey, hey, hey A ba ba ba ba bom Yeah da ba bom You say you won't you can't gimme any more love (won't let go) You say you wont, you say you won't da cha da da da if I give up all I've got you say You say you won't you can't gimme more You say you will but you give me all I got babe You say you won't, you won't, you can't, you can't You will, you gotta Yeah Wooh, , Alright, wooh, John Deacon
Messages:
Roger: Well hello fan club, uh, sorry it hasn't got me on it. Must have ruined it for all of you, but there you go.
John: Hello, John here. I hope you're having a good time. And Jacky, in return for us doing this musical offering for you, is after we've finished, she's going to come on and do a strip for you.
(Hey, ha, yeah)
Freddie: I hope everybody's having a good time (good time, good time, good time, good time, good time, good time), I hope everybody's having a, having a good time (good time, good time, good time).
(Wooh, yeah, good time)
Brian: Yeah, they probably were aving a good time, yes, yes, before they heard all this nonsense. (keep it in rhythm) Where's the microphone, which one? (This is the one) This one? This, hello this is Brian here. 'Fraid I've lost my voice because I've been bellowing. I'm s- oh da da duh, God I wish somebody would shut that bloody guitarist up, it's dreadful. Well actually we'd love to be with you, we're sorry we're not with you but we're too busy making silly noises and thinking up new chords like this one. And um, and, and having mid life crisises and things. You see it's all very easy for you but we have a lot of work to do. Um, so we're going to play you this song instead! And it goes like this. Yeah, you see they don't even make microphones for me these days, they go you make guitar amplifiers that don't blow up all the bloody time, I don't know what that problem with the world is these days. But I hope you're having a lovely time at the fan club convention and I hope you'll come to the next one. Actually we will come to the next one I promise. Ah!