One child grows up to be
Somebody that just loves to learn
Another child grows up to be
Somebody you’d just love to burn
Mom loves the both of them
You see, it’s in the blood (blood, blood)
Both kids are good to Mom
Blood’s thicker than the mud
It’s a family affair (it’s a family affair)
It’s a family affair (it’s a family affair)
Blood out there, blood out there
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic LA
I saw her standin’ on the corner
A yellow ribbon in her hair
I couldn’t keep myself from shoutin’
Look a-there! Look a-there
Look a-there! Look a-there
Young blood, young blood, young blood
I can’t get you out of my mind
Well, I’m a standing on a corner
In Winslow, Arizona
And such a fine sight to see
It’s a girl, my lord
In a flatbed Ford
Slowin’ down to take a look at me
Hey little girl, standing on the corner
Today’s your lucky day for sure, all right
Me and my buddy, we’re from New York City
We got two hundred dollars, we want to rock all night
Ooh wah, ooh wah. cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooh wah, ooh wah c’mon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Boy From New York City – The Ad Libs
-“BB”-
Time for a cool change
I know that it’s time for a cool change
And now that my life is so prearranged
I know that it’s time for a cool change
I’m wearing a new dress, new hair
Brand new ideas, as a matter of fact
I’ve changed for good
It must have been the cool night
New moon, new slight change
More than to figure, but I feel like I should, yes
I want a new drug
One that won’t hurt my head
One that won’t make my mouth too dry
Or make my eyes too red
One that won’t make me nervous
Wondering what to do
One that makes me feel like I feel when I’m with you
When I’m alone with you
The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)
The way you walk and talk
Really sets me off to a four-alarm, child (yes it does, uh, uh)
The way you squeeze and tease knocks me to my knees
‘Cause you’re smokin’, baby, baby
I’m walkin’, yes indeed
And I’m talkin’ about you and me
I’m hopin’ that you’ll come back to me, yeah
I’m lonely as I can be
I’m waiting for your company
I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me
This time I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m walkin’ to New Orleans
I’m going to need two pair of shoes
When I get through walkin’ me blues
When I get back to New Orleans
When I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Long distance information give me Memphis, Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
She could not leave her number but I know who placed the call
My uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall
Long distance runaround
Long time waiting to feel the sound
I still remember the dream there
I still remember the time you said goodbye
Did we really tell lies?
Letting in the sunshine
Did we really count to 100?
Long distance directory assistance area code 212
Say hey, A and R, this is Mister Rhythm And Blues
He said, “Hello” and put me on hold
To say the least the cat was cold
He said, “Don’t call us child, we’ll call you”
Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him, or I shall die
Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it’s not him
And then I die
That’s when I die
Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your own image
See them fighting in the street
'Cause they can’t make opinions meet about God
I don’t care if it rains or freezes long as I got my plastic Jesus
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car
Going down there, it ain’t scary ‘cause I’ve got the virgin Mary
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car
I’m in the backseat sinning, Jesus up there grinning
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car
Green, white, pink or yellow, I don’t care ‘cause he’s my feller
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car