Do the Wall Street shuffle Hear the money rustle Watch the greenbacks tumble Feel the Sterling crumble You need a yen to make a mark If you wanna
Hey toots, you put the life into living You brought a sigh into sight Ah hon, you make my legs turn to water You bring the stars out at night But
"I'm a clockwork creep And I can't get to sleep They wind me up and let me go And I can't unwind Going out of my mind My time is coming soon you
Down on the casting couch A star is gonna be born A star with the stature of a Harlow Who's doomed And groomed to enrapture All her co-stars, and
It's one thing to know it but another to admit We're the worst band in the world But we don't give a.... If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the
In the middle of a caravan On a four wheel drive oasis There's a man with a thought in mind To cash in on the desert faces He's got a truckload of
On de uber side ob de island Dere's a sky so clear and blue Can see, cross water, to de mainland New life for me and you Let's buy a hotel Let's
Here's a new dance that you all can do Baby, baby, what's he gonna do? Sit back and relax `cos it's good for you Baby, baby, what's he gonna do? what
I'll show you man who walk on fire And don't get burned Don't get burned, don't get burned He don't get burned I'll show you man who tread on glass
they now? They are over the hill and far away But they are broken men who lie low Waiting for miracles Old men of rock and roll Came bearing music
't nothing like that music, music, baby Music, sing that, music, music, music Sheet music, music, music, he knows how to use it, use it Sheet music, music, music
Translation: Irving Berlin. Choreography (Sheet Music Version).
Translation: DBSK. Music Sheet.
I'll show you man who walk on fire And don't get burned Don't get burned, don't get burned He don't get burned I'll show you man who tread on glass And
"I'm a clockwork creep And I can't get to sleep They wind me up and let me go And I can't unwind Going out of my mind My time is coming soon you know
On de uber side ob de island Dere's a sky so clear and blue Can see, cross water, to de mainland New life for me and you Let's buy a hotel Let's get
In the middle of a caravan On a four wheel drive oasis There's a man with a thought in mind To cash in on the desert faces He's got a truckload of Yorkshire
Where are they now? They are over the hill and far away But they are broken men who lie low Waiting for miracles Old men of rock and roll Came bearing music
