Oh Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Ooh la la that rock 'n roll Yeah Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Now listen here to the story of Bo Diddley The rock 'n roll scene in general Bo Diddley was born Ellis McDaniels In a place called McCoom In Mississippi about

Those plans I had, they can't hold me now That I am back In your arms again And oh, what a thrill it was All those plans I had, all they did was hold me down To be in your arms again To be in those arms And all those plans I had, all they did was hold me

Bye, bye, blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, bye, bye Pack up all my cares

Settle down, settle down, settle down Girl it's all over your face, there's someone taking my place Guess that's something that I'm dealing with now I guess there's nothing I can do now I see you in the city Do they know you're with me Oh, you're with me

Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?) Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis) I got 'em all singin'

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion I guess that's just the motion I guess that's just the motion, I guess that's just the motion It's not me and you, it's not me it's you You're reckless and you know it, they don't love you like I do Say you're moving

The world is spinnin', but I'm not afraid HeyHey, my high power Yeah, give me the power It's the beginnin', the beginnin' of another day. Ooh, let me love you HeyHey, my Higher Power Let me love you Take me home to your religion for the night Let me touch you

Oh, fight me Oh, a candle at my chest and a hand on his knee I woke up and he was screaming, I'd left him dreaming I roll over and shake him tightly and whisper If they want you, oh, they're gonna have to fight me I woke up on a bench on Shepherd's Bush

Oh the little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man The little man There goes the little man I

You better, you better, you better I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better When that check come I be like I pull up, like what's up,