in love with your pretty baby face Hmm, Baby Face You've got the cutest little, hmm baby face There's not another who could take your place Hmm, Baby
Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun Oh baby Ye-e-e-eh baby Woo-o-o-oh baby Havin' me some fun tonight
Tradução: Little Richard. Cara de bebé.
be rocking just like me Just like me baby just like me Just like me baby just like me Just like Little Richard oohing Just like Chuck Berry cruising Baby
guess they couldn't understand me, baby, honey, they'd laugh, I said they'd laugh me right off the street, yeah I said I want to keep on moving, baby,
Baby baby baby love your daddy all night long Baby, baby, love you all night long Love you, I'm gonna kiss you, oh, my soul! Now baby baby, well you
: I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun Come back here, we can have some real
performed by Little Richard] Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John, he says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun. Oh baby, ye-e-e-eh baby, woo-o-o
In my little black book There's someone I used to know Day by day time slips away Where did our love go In my little black book You're always there
In my little black book There's someone I used to know Day by day time slips away Where did our love go In my little black book You're always there to
baby, yeah baby Whoa baby Having me some fun tonight Well, long tall Sally has a lot on the ball And nobody cares if she's long and tall Oh baby, yeah baby
to blood ketchup. The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump. Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys. Police si-re-ns and baby screams
t let it end I gotta gotta have that music Don't let it end Chuck Berry Don't let it end The Platters Don't let it end Little Richard - ahoo! Don't let
, hide they face like ostriches Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages Underwater rap, you know who the bosses is North Philly baby, that's where
you what we got We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot So lock up, your doors, cause I'm Busting Loose like Richard Pryor, setting stuff on fire
contract... A contract ain't no pension plan, My contract... Years after this my kids are still Gonna make the grand. Tony, you... And you laugh at my brother Little Richard
my now We keep on knockin', knockin' baby, yeah Au, gotta, gotta have it We gotta, keep, keep, ah Whatever, why won't you wait for time This little
die Musikbox ergluhn und du warst die Boogiequeen. Boogie Woogie Baby, do the Rock'n Roll! Boogie Woogie Baby, do the Rock'n Roll! Boogie Woogie Baby