I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read

Drop the beat and play it again Play it again yeah DJ play my song on the radio Lifts me up when I’m feeling low DJ spin it back If you feeling me The 808 track is all I need Watch me take it up, then I break it down I don’t play sports, but it’s a

Startin' with me If only I'd have known That later on down the road I'd look back and not like what I see If I had a dime For half the things I did That didn't make no sense at all I'd be living a little higher on the hog I'd have changed a lot of things

And get back up again Love is this, this is love Can you see me, oh This is why we do it This is worth the pain This is where we fall down This is where the heart lies This is from above Love is why we do it

I'm not ready to make nice I'm not ready to back down I'm still mad as hell, and I don't have time To go 'round and 'round and 'round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could 'Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is

Go ahead and jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't you see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump Might as well jump (jump) I get up, and nothin' gets me down

No, no, no, she ain't ready Just got back from the downtown Palais Where the music was so sweet It knocked me right back in the alley I'm ready, yea, yea, yea, I'm ready Wo, wo, wo, I'm ready And I'm really gonna rock tonight Sweet little lady sings like

You only need a roof when it's raining You only need a fire when it's cold You only need a drink when the whiskey Is the only thing that you have left to hold Sun comes up and goes back down And falling feels like flying till you hit the ground Say the

When the sun goes down You’re gonna need a flashlight You’re gonna need a candle I think I can manage that When you leave town I’m gonna buy you a calling card ‘Cause I’m falling hard for you I go back on Labor Day And I will try to make my way

She goes down She goes down, down down down You know she makes me feel good All night long She goes down ,Down down down Little Miss Muffet Sweet girl's school stuff and A country smile and charm Out in the back of my '58 Chevy