Sally go 'round the roses (Sally go 'round the roses)
Sally go 'round the roses (Sally go 'round the pretty roses)
Roses they won’t hurt you (Roses they can’t hurt you)
Roses they can’t hurt you (No, the roses they can’t hurt you)
Sally don’t you go, don’t you go downtown
Sally don’t you go, don’t you go downtown
Saddest thing in the whole wide world
Is to see your baby with another girl
Lay down, Sally, and rest here in my arms
Don’t you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I’ve been trying all night long just to talk to you
Sneakin’ sally through the alley
Trying to keep her out of sight
Sneakin’ sally through the alley
When up pops the wife
I said, ah I can’t find nothing wrong with being friends cos sometimes
She lets me use the car
She said if you can’t find nothing wrong with your mind
You’d better, you’d better find something wrong with her, her
So I began to try to explain that it just wasn’t, just wasn’t what she thought oh
I’d better find something to do with my time
The fact is oh I’ve just been caught
Sneakin’ down your alley way
And knockin’ on your door –
Thought I had enough
But I’m back for more.
Cinnamon, let me in
Cinnamon, let me in
Cinnamon – Tommy Roe
-“BB”-
Way down the street, there’s a light in his place
He opens the door, he’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been
You tell him who you’ve seen and you talk about anything
He’s got this dream about buying some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
And then he’ll settle down in some quiet little town
And forget about everything
And Harry doesn’t mind if he doesn’t make the scene
He’s got a daytime job, he’s doing alright
He can play the honky-tonk like anything
Savin’ it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
We’re the Sultans of Swing
I know your daddy’s a sultan
A nomad known to all.
With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him,
Jump at his beck and call!
But you won’t need no harem, honey,
When I’m by your side.
And you won’t need no camel, no, no,
When I take you for a ride.
Midnight at the Oasis – Maria Muldaur
-“BB”-
Sultan king cruel majesty
Ordered that his women die
A single night this for all his wives
Takes his pleasure then their lives
And so for many days with the dawn
The sultan had his way
Wives were put to death
His name on their dying breath
Then one day as the evening came
Sultan sends for him a wife
“Choose her well charms I wish to see
Bring her, send her in to me!”
Then came Scheherazade to his side
And her beauty shone
Like a flower grown
Tantalizing evermore
The Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone
Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The dark Lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all
I’ll walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singing in the rain
Singing in the rain
Dancing in the rain
I’m happy again
I’m singing and dancing in the rain
I’m dancing and singing in the rain
Ooh now my body is starting to quiver
And the palms of my hands getting wet, oh
I got no reason to doubt you baby
It’s all a terrible mess
And I’ll run in the rain till I’m breathless
When I’m breathless I’ll run 'til I drop, hey!
And the thoughts of a fool’s kind of careless
I’m just a fool waiting on the wrong block, oh yeah
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the Thriller!
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolfman
Dracula, and his son
The scene was rockin’, all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, ‘The Crypt-Kicker Five’
They played the mash, they played the monster mash
The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash
They played the mash, it caught on in a flash
They played the mash, they played the monster mash
I was struck by lightning, walkin’ down the street
I was hit by something last night in my sleep
It’s a dead man’s party, who could ask for more?
Everybody’s comin’, leave your body at the door
Leave your body and soul at the door
Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What’s all these crazy questions they’re askin’ me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don’t turn on the lights 'cause I don’t wanna see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain’t the way to have fun, no (uh-uh)
Got a little motto
Always sees me through
When you’re good to Mama
Mama’s good to you
When You’re Good to Mama – Queen Latifah, in the film version of the B’way musical Chicago
-“BB”-
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
Give a little bit
I’ll give a little bit of my love to you
There’s so much that we need to share
So send a smile and show you care
Give me your dirty love
Like some tacky little pamphlet
In your daddy’s bottom drawer
Give me your dirty love
I don’t believe you never seen his book before
I don’t need no consolation
And I don’t want your reservation
I only got one destination
And that’s your dirty love
Your dirty love
I want your ugly. I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it free
I want your love. Love love love
A bad romance…
My life’s the disease
That could always change
With comparative ease
Just given the chance
My life is the earth
'Twixt muscle and spade
I wait for the worth
Digging for just one chance