Popcorn 1957-1969

I've got a pretty little girl living down the street
She's got big brown eyes, boy is she sweet
She wears a short skirt, sneekers and my big sweater
All the fella's want to date her, but I won't let her no no no
she looks cool, talks cool, dance cool
And that's my girl
next Saturday night their be a dance contest, yeah
Me and my baby's gonna show em who's the best now
She's got a brand new wiggle that you never seen
I'm not putting you on, this chick can dance real mean
I said she looks cool, talks cool, dance cool
And that's my girl
just watch her when she hits the floor
Everybody gather round and say go girl go
She can really turn it on shel really make you flip
She starts shaking so hard youl think she's breaking her hips
There is one thing I want you to know
I'm gonna follow her wherever she goes
She's the ... something.. girl in the land
Try and top her?
You can't
She wears a short skirt, sneekers and my big sweater
All the fellas try an steal her, but I won't let em no no no
Well she looks cool, talks cool, dance cool
And that's my girl
so keep on dancing now
Keep on dancing now
Shake it up, shake it up

Songwriters: Dave Havlicek / Gary Burger / Larry Clark / Roger Johnston / Thomas Shaw
That's My Girl lyrics © BMG Rights Management

I don't want much
Just want a little bit
Don't want it all
Just a little bit
Give me an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love

Turn your lamps down low
Slip me a kiss
Turn your lights down low
I won't let you resist
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love

Early in the mornin'
Well just a little bit
Around midnight
Just a little bit
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love

Walk with me
Just a little bit
I said talk to me
Just a little bit
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love

I want you to remember
To say that you'll be mine
Say you'll never leave me
Till the end of time
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love

I'm eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Yeah, that's all she left for me
Well, I came home so late last night
Looked but found no one in sight
Guess that I'll investigate
Who's been keeping my baby out late
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
I'm eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Yeah, that's all she left for me
Well, I'm eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Yeah, that's all she left for me
Yeah, could not kiss this worker bee
Sweet as honey from a honey bee
Now, you've changed your honeycomb
When you get stung, buzz buzz back home
I'm eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Eating burnt toast
And drinking black black coffee
Yeah, that's a-a-all she left for me

Songwriters: Long

I wanna be happy, I want to be gay
I want to be normal in every way
But a mushroom cloud hangs over my dreams
It haunts my future and threatens my schemes
Peace, peace, peace, where did you go? (Where did you go?)
I've got me a sweetheart, and I love her, too
We wanna make big plans, but what can we do?
When a mushroom cloud has changed every rule
It's deepened our thinking at home and at school
Peace, peace, peace, where did you go? (Where did you go?)
We pray, we party, we laugh and we pray again
And we play it cool and try not to think of the mess we're in
I cling to my baby, and she clings to me
We talk of the future, but what do we see?
There's a mushroom cloud that hangs in the way
Tomorrow looks black, so we live for today
Peace, peace, peace, where did you go? (Where did you go?)
Peace, peace, peace, where did you go? (Where did you go?)

Songwriters: Boudleaux Bryant

Way down in Mexico
There's a crazy little chick that I know
In a honky tonk on the outskirts of town
Where the music's hot and the lights turned down
Blue moon baby, yeah, yes, blue moon baby
Well, sittin' in a dark corner
Wears a skirt that's wrapped around real tight
She look into your eyes and you realize
That you don't feel well and then wrong is right
Blue moon baby, yeah, yes, blue moon baby
Won't you buy me a drink of tequila?
Won't you buy me a glass of wine?
I can sit with you for an hour or two
Would you like a little bit of my time?
Mmm, blue moon baby, yeah, yes, blue moon baby
Blue moon gal will make you wear a purple heart
Blue moon gal will tear your heart apart
Blue moon gal will take your money if she can
Turn around and find another man
Blue moon baby, yeah, yes, blue moon baby
Oh, oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Songwriters: David Fatalsky / Tony Rawe
Blue Moon Baby lyrics © Vogue Music, Fee Bee Music Co.

Travelling down this highway, Highway 101
Wishing that my lonesome trip was over and done
Counting off those miles, listening to that whine
I Got a California woman on my mind
El Camino Real take me home, back to Monterey
'Cause I didn't have much luck down in L.A.
Well, I sang my songs in Montery
And build up quite a name
Then I went down to L.A.
For fortune and fame
But no one cared about me there
So, now I'm coming home
Travelling north on Highway 101
El Camino Real take me home, back to Monterey
'Cause I didn't have much luck down in L.A.
Well, soon I'll be in Monterey
And then I'll feel so fine
'Cause I'll be back with the girl
That I left so far behind
I'll stay right there and sing my songs
Happy as can be
And if L.A. wants, they can come to me
El Camino Real take me home, back to Monterey
'Cause I didn't have much luck down in L.A.
El Camino Real take me home, back to Monterey
'Cause I didn't have much luck down in L.A.
Well, I didn't have much luck down in L.A.
No no no, you know I didn't have much luck down in L.A.