It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up

Turn the party up Drink the good times down Little buzz in a cup Will hit ya get ya space bound Sip a little whiskey come on baby kiss me Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy And when ya hit ten bump it to eleven Tonight we gonna fly with them 747's

Just so you know I oh Just so you know I was thinking of you I didn't mean to get physical But when he pulled in and revved it up I said you call that a pickup truck And in the moonlight I throwed him down A kicking, screaming, a rolling around A little

Singin' hi, singin' hi, Ev'ry day I'm gonna strut that stuff. When the music's loud I can't get enough. Come on feet, teach yourself to move. People shuff'lin' up and down again. Unhappy faces ain't gonna get you in. Come on people, teach yourself to

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up

I get nervous when I'm happy I get nervous (ooh ooh ho ooh) I get nervous 'cause what comes up must come down I get nervous 'cause what comes up must come down, ooh ooh ho ooh I get nervous 'cause what comes up must come down (ooh ooh ho ooh) (I, I, I

Real love, I still believe in love I tell you time after time, you bring me up when I´m down I´m telling you time after time, I don´t want to lose what I´ve found Always - with me - forever, oh baby I know - we´ll be - together Do you understand just how

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You