Love is in the air (Robbie van Leeuwen/Dimitri)


Madness of love fill my head,
A beautiful girl I just met.
I feel it inside,
I feel it so right,
Love is in the air.

We walk out with head in the sun,
You're talking, we sleep and we run.
Moment's so high,
They're reachin' the sky,
Nothing that we haven't done.

Gulls we meet all around,
Flowers way down on the ground.
She whispers to me,
`I hope you see
Love is in the air.'

My woman, she treats me so fine,
My good, want [...] knows that she's mine.
She's taking my love,
Taking my life,
Her kisses are sweeter than wine.

Good dreams are filling my head,
`Was never so happy,' she said.
I knew it before,
I knew it for sure,
Love was in the air.

La! La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Ooh wee there's music in me (Robbie van Leeuwen)


Sometimes I feel a-crying,
Just like a motherless child,
Without the one I love
Life is not [...] cloud.
I want to call down someone now,
Ooh wee, there's music in me,
But you gotta care.

We can shake it, baby,
And have a really good time,
Just you know how to get
Me going out of my mind.
I want to call down someone now,
Ooh wee, there's music in me,
But you gotta care.

Ba ba ba ba ba, bi du da, bi du da.
Da ba ba ba ba, bi du da, bi du da.

I want to call down someone now,
Ooh wee, there's music in me,
But you gotta care.

We can shake it, baby,
And have a really good time,
Just you know how to get
Me going out of my mind.
I want to call down someone now,
Ooh wee, there's music in me,
But you gotta care.

Ba ba ba ba ba, bi du da, bi du da.
Da ba ba ba ba, bi du da, bi du da.

What you gonna do (Robbie van Leeuwen)


What you gonna do when your meet gives out of my baby?
What you gonna do when your meet gives out of my honey?
What you gonna do when your meet gives out?
Stand 'round the corner looking around
For sometimes,
Baby, for sometimes.

What you gonna do when your shoes give out of my baby?
What you gonna do when your shoes give out of my honey?
My shoes give in, I'm gonna guide the street,
Take my chair and boot up end of my feet
For sometimes,
Baby, for sometimes.

What you gonna do, do, do, do, do, do, do?

What you gonna do when your chair gives out of my baby, yeah?
What you gonna do when your chair gives out of my honey?
When I got no chair, no meet, no shoes,
Gonna lay 'cross the bed, earnin' the [...]
For sometimes,
Baby, for sometimes.

What you gonna do when your man gives out of my baby, yeah?
What you gonna do when your man gives out of my honey?
We're stuck in my money, kick him on the place,
Then I [...] man I had around [...] case
For sometimes,
Baby, for sometimes.

What you gonna do, do, do, do, do, do, do?

Little Maggie (Robbie van Leeuwen)


Well, understand little Maggie
With the [...] in her hair.
She's drinking away her troubles,
[...] kind of some other man.

Oh, how can I ever stand it
To see in clear blue eyes
A shining [...] moonlight
Like two [...] in the sky.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Ah-ah-oh-oh-oh!

Pretty flowers were made for blooming,
Pretty stars were made to shine,
Pretty women were made for loving,
Little Maggie was made for mine.

The last time I saw little Maggie
She was sitting on the bend [...] feet
With the fourty-four around her,
In a [...] on her knee.

Go away, go away, little Maggie,
Go away, do the best you can.
I'll give me another woman,
You can give you another man.

Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Jail my second home (Robbie van Leeuwen/Dimitri)


Times are getting hard, so very hard apart.
Times are getting hard, so very hard.
Have no place to sleep
And absent bad, bad start.
[...] torn [...] worn,
Can I go and then jail my second home, yeah.

Can I get a job? I'm walking down the street.
Can I get a job? I'm walking down the street.
The sun is steeling red,
Because a [...] sit.
Jump on me and rest on me,
Put in [...] red and jail my second home, woh.

Times are getting hard,
(Getting hard)
So very hard apart.
(So very hard)
Times are getting hard,
(Getting hard)
So very hard.
(So very hard)
Have no place to sleep
And absent bad, bad start.
[...] worn [...] torn,
Going bad and jail my second home, yeah.

What's wrong Bertha (Robbie van Leeuwen/Dimitri)


Sitting on the air,
Crying in the hair, little Bertha.
Tell me, what's wrong, Bertha?
Why southern suns shining, Bertha,
Crying for a man who left ya.
Something's wrong,
Hope is gone.

Hurry, hurry, baby, flowers on your way, little Bertha.
Why aren't you dancing, Bertha?
Never saw such a girl like Bertha,
She's crying for a man who left her.
Something's wrong,
Her hope is gone.

Waiting for a year or hour, I'd like to care for Bertha,
Won't you hear me calling, Bertha?
For [...] thing such a strain for Bertha,
Screaming for that guy who left her.
Something's wrong,
My hope is gone.

Nothing I can't do, I'll do it for you, Bertha,
Ask me for comfort, Bertha.
For [...] man live again, Bertha,
I'll be waiting for you.
And you know,
Never let you go, Bertha.

Rockin'  pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu (Huey Smith-John Vincent)


I wanna jump, but I'm afraid I would fall,
I wanna holler, but the joint is too small.
Young man rhythm got a hold on me too,
I got a rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu.

Want some lovin', baby, that ain't small,
I want to kiss, but the girl's too tall.
Young man rhythm got a hold on me too,
I got a rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu.

I wanna scream, I want you all to know,
I would be running, but my feet are too slow.
Young man rhythm got a hold on me too,
I got a rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu.

Baby [...] come on, now I met a girl,
I gotta hurry, 'cause I take it too long.
Young man rhythm got a hold on me too,
I got a rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu.

I wanna scream, I want you all to know,
I would be running, but my feet are too slow.
Young man rhythm got a hold on me too,
I got a rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu.

Yeah, yeah,
I said yeah, yeah.
I said yeah, yeah.
Yeah.

That's alright (Arthur Crudup)


That's alright, momma,
That's alright with you.
That's alright, momma,
Just anyway you do, well, that's alright,
Yeah, that's alright,
Oh, that's alright now, momma, anyway you do.

I'm leavin' town, baby,
I'm leavin' town for sure.
Then you won't be bothered with me
Knocking at your door.
Well, that's alright,
Oh, that's alright,
Yeah, that's alright now, momma, anyway you do.

That's alright, momma,
That's alright with you.
That's alright, momma,
Just anyway you do, well, that's alright,
Alright,
Yeah, that's alright now, momma, anyway you do.

That's alright, momma,
That's alright with you.
That's alright, momma,
Just anyway you do, well, that's alright,
Oh, that's alright,
Yeah, that's alright now, momma, anyway you do.

Yeah, that's alright,
Alright,
Yeah, that's alright,
Alright,
Oh yeah, alright,
Yeah, that's alright,
Alright,
Well, that's alright now, momma, anyway you do. Yeah!

Crazy drunken man dreams (Robbie van Leeuwen/Dimitri)


Haven't you ever seen a mountain high,
Blue, blue, blue cloud line?
Have you ever seen a black horse fly,
Fly, fly, fly in the sky?

That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.
That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.

Haven't you ever seen a wagon wheel
Roll, roll, roll up on the hill?
I can tell you this [...]
Was drinking whisky too.

That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.
That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.
Ooh!

That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.
That can't be, no, you can't see
Crazy drunken man dreams.

Haven't you ever seen a mountain high,
Blue, blue, blue cloud line?
Have you ever seen a black horse fly,
Fly, fly, fly in the sky?

Up, down, all around we'll go,
Up, down, all around we'll go,
Up, down, all around we'll go.
Yeah.

Beggarman (Robbie van Leeuwen/Dimitri)


A beggar stood on back street corner,
Beggar stood on back street corner,
His clothes went weed and he drags on his feet,
A beggar stood down on back street.

Man passed by, he's fat and richy,
A man passed by, he's fat and richy,
He does not seem to know this weed at all,
A beggar stood down on back street.

Hey, hey, hey, beggarman, yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Beggarman, do you care?

A drunken guy, he screams so badly,
A drunken guy, he screams so badly,
He kicks my head and drags my [...] tongue,
He kicks my head and [...] that.

Hey, hey, hey, beggarman, yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Beggarman, do you care?

Hey, hey, hey, beggarman, yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Will you play a beggarman? Yeah,
Beggarman, do you care?