Johnny be good tonight! Said go, go Johnny! I said go, go Johnny! Said oh, go Johnny! You better be good Johnny B. Goode 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

Oh, don't ask why I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Show me the way For if we don't find

Oh, now, Billy, Billy don't you lose my number 'Cause you're not anywhere That I can find you 'Cause you're not anywhere that I can find you, oh Don't give up They came at night leaving fear behind Shadows were on the ground No evidence was found They

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

Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Oh oh oh oh That what you fear the most Could meet you halfway She lived on the curve of the road In an old, tar-paper shack On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

Don't wanna feel like drifting away People have a tragic habit Of letting love get in the way They tend to lose their overviews and overplay There is something I wanna say, to say I feel like drifting away You and I have separate lives girl You and I go

All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere Dancing in the street, oh Dancing in the street Ok, talk to you South america, australia, france, germany, uk, africa Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat Summer's

Lucy in the sky with diamonds Picture yourself in a boat on a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes. Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head. Look