a bell. Go go, go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! aah Johnny B.Goode! He used to carry his guitar
Stars of the midnight ranges Shining through the night Stars of the midnight ranges Light my way tonight While my herd is grazin' Guide them til the
i couldn't keep my mind on all the work i had to do today your memories kept on clouding up my mind getting in my way next they'll up and fire me and
I find myself in a situation Standing at the crossroads of my life To the left stands a lovely lady Childhood sweetheart, now devoted wife Loving her
So good My, my, my, my listen Put on your red dress And slip on your high heels And some of that sweet perfume It sure smells good on you Slide on your
I laid all my songs at Johnny Mathis' feet I said, "Johnny, Johnny, tell me, won't you tell me how to live? All my hopes are unraveling and I just lost
In Amsterdam heb ik mijn hart verloren Als ouwe toffe jongen, zo recht uit de Jordaan Daar ben ik in een keldertje geboren En ga daar heel mn leven, beslist
ovo je dan kad sam bezuspjesno slagao sve bir'causee u niz i hodao ulicama poznam dobro taj film plovio sam na nogama i to do kasno u noc vidjeh se na
and our shows But is that enough, Or is it that we're not punk enough, Or it that you think ska just sucks, But Johnny Quest, he thinks we're what? Johnny
eyes and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oh why can't you see? Oh Johnny B And when she calls your name, my sweet Johnny B You
seems to be no way out have one last cigarette no time to put it out he's quitting this time for good this is the last gig for johnny b. goode and now
play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his
his name would be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight Go go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Johnny B. Goode
down Maybe someday your name will be in lights a sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight Go go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny B Goode
bye Johnny B. Goode, oh, bye bye Johnny Bye bye Johnny B. Goode Bye bye Johnny B. Goode, oh, bye bye Johnny Yeah, bye bye Johnny B. Goode Oh, bye bye Johnny
could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Johnny B Goode He used to carry
Oh Johnny, you got a bullet in your forehead, boy Don't you understand, you're dead? Buried six feet under the concrete Ooh aww oh That's the noise he