1, 2, 3, 4, come on baby say you love me
5, 6, 7 times
8, 9, 10, 11, I’m just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
One, two, three o’clock, four o’clock, rock
Five, six, seven o’clock, eight o’clock, rock
Nine, ten, eleven o’clock, twelve o’clock, rock
We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight
And I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me
And said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead
And I said
(I don’t) Does anybody really know what time it is?
(Care) Does anybody really care?
(About time) If so, I can’t imagine why
(Oh no, no) We’ve all got time enough to cry
There she was just a-walkin’ down the street, singin’
“Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do.”.
Snappin’ her fingers and shufflin’ her feet, singin’
“Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do.”
-“BB”-
I’ve been walking Central Park
Singin’ after dark
People think I’m crazy
Stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, “Wassamatter with you, boy?”
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, “You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away”
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin’ punches around
And preachin’ from my chair
When I woke up this morning
You were on my mind…
And
You were on my mind
I got troubles, whoa-oh
I got worries, whoa-oh
I got wounds to bind
I want to know where you’re going,
I want to know, sweet mama, where you’re gonna go, yeah.
Whoa-oh-oh, have another hit of fresh air, whoa-oh-oh, have another hit.
Oh, baby, what you gonna do, oh, honey, what you gonna do, sweet thing?
Whoa-oh-oh, have another hit of sweet love, whoa-oh-oh, have another hit.
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Tongues talk fire and eyes cry rivers
Indian givers, hearts of stone
Paper ships and painted faces
The world’s no place when you’re on your own
A heart needs a home
I ain’t got a heart of stone
I’m hurtin’ more now than I’ve ever known
If you mean the things you said
I’m gonna wind up outta my head
Can’t sleep alone at night
I just can’t seem to get it right
Damned if I do
Damned if I don’t but I love you
Somebody, somewhere, turns off the lights
Somebody all alone faces the night
You’ve got to be strong when you’re out on your own
Cause sooner or later, we all sleep alone
Now it’s time to say good night
Good night sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light
Good night sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you
Irene good night
Irene good night
Good night Irene, good night Irene
I’ll see you in my dreams
Shades of angels the night casts
Lie dead but dreaming in my past
And they’re here, they want to meet you
They want to play with you
So take the dream
Take the dream
You can break free
You must take the ‘A’ train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem.
If you miss the ‘A’ train
You’ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem
Take the ‘A’ Train – Duke Ellington
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it’s never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It’s growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin’
Girl it looks so pretty to me
Like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids
When we were at school our games were simple
I played the janitor, you played the monitor
Then you played with older boys and prefects
What’s the attraction in what they’re doing
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City