Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Miniature golf and Hondas in the hills
(Miniature golf and Hondas in the hills)
When we rode the horse we got some thrills
Every now and then we hear our song
(Every now and then we hear our song)
We’ve been having fun all summer long
Catching walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She’ll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We’d blister in the sun
We couldn’t wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock ‘n’ roll
He got friendly holding my hand (Shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop)
Well, she got friendly down in the sand (Shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop)
He was sweet, just turned eighteen (Shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop, shooda-bop bop, yeah)
Well, she was good, you know what I mean (Wow, wow, ooo, wow, wow)
Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But, uh oh, those summer nights
Hot summer night in Sausalito
Can’t stand the heat another mile
Let’s drop a quarter in the meter
And hit the sidewalk for a while
We’re having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The temperature’s rising,
It isn’t surprising,
She certainly can can-can.
She started a heat wave
By letting her seat wave
In such a way that
The customers say that
She certainly can can-can.
Heat Wave. Ethel Merman
Takes no art to do a can-can,
It is so simple to do,
When you start to do a can-can,
'Twill be so easy for you.
If a slow Mohammedan can,
If a kilted Scottish clan can,
If in Wagner a Valkyrian can,
Baby, you can can-can too.
If a lass in Michigan can,
If an ass in Astrakhan can,
If a bass in the Saskatchewan can,
Baby, you can can-can too.
Birds do it, bees do it,
Even educated fleas do it!
Let me tell ya 'bout the birds and the bees
And the flowers and the trees
And the moon up above
And a thing called love
Let me tell ya 'bout the stars in the sky
And a girl and a guy
And the way they could kiss
On a night like this
By the dark of the moon, I planted
But there came an early snow
Been a hoot-owl howling outside my window now
'Bout six nights in a row
She’s coming for me, I know
And on Wildfire we’re both gonna go
Ghost riders in the skyyyyy!
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day
With her head tucked underneath her arm she walks the bloody tower,
With her head tucked underneath her arm at the midnight hour.
I’m gonna wait 'til the midnight hour
That’s when my love come tumbling down
I’m gonna wait 'til the midnight hour
When there’s no one else around
I’m gonna take you, girl, and hold you
And do all things I told you, in the midnight hour
Running just as fast as we can
Holding on to one another’s hand
Trying to get away into the night
And then you put your arms around me
And we tumble to the ground and then you say
I think we’re alone now
There doesn’t seem to be anyone around
I think we’re alone now
The beating of our hearts is the only sound
Two of hearts
Two hearts that beat as one
Two of hearts
I need you, I need you
Two of hearts
Two hearts that beat as one
Two of hearts
Come on, come on
Snake Eyes, seven-eleven
Don’t let me down, boys
Gimme Snake Eyes, seven-eleven
Don’t let me down tonight
No, don’t let me down tonight
Oh my, my, my, I’m the lone crap shooter
Playin’ the field ev’ry night
Baby, I can’t stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin’ dice (Call me the tumblin’)
Got to roll me (ya yes), got to roll me, got to roll me (Oh yeah)
Now this is number one, and the fun has just begun
Roll me over, lay me down and do it again
Roll me over, in the clover
Roll me over, lay me down and do it again.
Roll over Beethoven
Tell Tchaikovsky the news
Well, if you feel and like it
Go get your lover, reel and rock it
Roll it over then move on up just
A trifle further and reel and rock with one another
Roll over Beethoven
Tell Tchaikovsky the news
Roll Over Beethoven. Chuck Berry