She can’t feel the heat
Comin’ off the street
She wants to party
She wants to get down
All she wants to do is
All she wants to do is dance
Ooh, you can dance,
You can jive,
Have the time of your life,
Ooh, see that girl,
Watch that scene,
Dig in the dancing queen…
Take a straight and stronger course
To the corner of your life
Make the white queen run so fast
She hasn’t got time to make you a wife
'Cause it’s time, it’s time in time with your time
And its news is captured
For the queen to use!
Move me on to any black square
Use me anytime you want
Just remember that the goal
Is for us all to capture all we want
She’s a Killer Queen,
Gunpowder, gelatin,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind,
Anytime…
Janie’s got a gun,
Janie’s got a gun,
Her whole worlds come undone,
From staring straight at the sun…
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter,
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here,
Here comes the sun,
Here comes the sun, and I say,
It’s all right.
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey,
Oh don’t you know dear, how much I love you,
Please don’t take my sunshine away…
Blue skies,
Smiling at me,
Nothing but blue skies,
Do I see
I’m coming back someday,
Come what may,
To Blue Bayou,
Where folks are fun,
And the world is mine,
On Blue Bayou…
He’s got a fishing line strung across a Louisiana river
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He sets his traps in the swamps catches anything he can
Gotta make a living he’s a Louisiana man
Gotta make a living he’s a Louisiana man
Oh yeh! Cajun man do all he can
Gotta make a living he’s a Louisiana man
Gotta make a living he’s a Louisiana man
You’ll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
Leading the band to a good old Creole beat
Golly, what a spirit, you can only hear it
Down on Basin Street
Your kids will disappear, when you hear
Hallelujah, St. Nicholas is here
When it’s Christmas time in New Orleans
Maybe its the snow, the endless winter nights
And the winter coat, the one you never liked
But I’ll take the sun and I’ll take my kite,
Christmas on the beach, Christmas in July
And I love my friends, even if they fight
Christmas in July, just to keep them quiet
The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim
The shades of night are liftin’
The mornin’ light steals across my windowpane
Where webs of snow are driftin’
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
And to be once again with with you
To be once again with with you
Now the first of December was covered with snow
So was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
The Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go
Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA
Well did he ever return, no he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
poor ol Charley
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston
Hes the man who never returned
poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin’ at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Well the first thing you know oel Jed’s a millionaire,
Kinfolk said Jed move away from there
Said Californy is the place you ought to be
So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.
Hills, that is. Swimmin’ pools, movie stars.
If I had a million dollars or ten
I’d give to ya, world, and then
You’d go away and let me spend
My life in shoo-shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo-shoo
Shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo Sugar Town
Where I came from there’s a place called heaven
That’s the place where all the good children go
The houses are of silver, the streets are gold
But there’s more where you come from, my sugar walls
Sugar, do do do do do do,
Ah, Honey, honey,
You are my candy girl,
And you got me wanting you…
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I’d be inclined
To believe they never would