60's
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
Devil went down to Georgia
he was lookin for a soul to steal
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Pack it up, pack it in
let me begin
Can't read my, can't read my
No, he can't read my poker face
Well, she was just seventeen
If you know what I mean
And the way she looked was way beyond compare
So how could I dance with another
Ooh, when I saw her standin' there?
Oh, Saturday night's alright for
fighting
All the cops in the donut shop say
(Way-oh, way-oh, ooh-way-oh-way-oh)
walk like an Egyptian
Alright, stop
collaborate and listen
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans
boots with the fur
Sittin on the dock of the bay
watchin the tide roll away
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean
She was the best darn woman that I ever seen
But if you're thinking about my baby
It don't matter if you're
black or white
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
Well, I've got to run to keep from hidin'
And I'm bound to keep on ridin'
And I've got one more silver dollar
But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch
the midnight rider
Oh daddy dear, you know you're still number one
But girls, they wanna have fun
I would do anything for love
but I won't do that
You're way too beautiful, girl
That's why it'll never work
You have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say it's over
I've got sunshine
on a cloudy day
Brandy, you're a fine girl
what a good wife you would be
Jenny, I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny, don't change your number
867-5309
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way (Oh, yeah)
Because you had a bad day, you're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around