Alright, more obscurities
Are the horns players ready for this?
Max, go ahead man, do it
I think we're way slow, Max
I think that's way slow
It's gotta be like... ba-bam-bam-bam
Oh yeah, it's much faster
Not fast as still
A little bit slower, that's right, right there
Alright
Do you remember this one, New Jersey?
Now hear The Boss play, and Bo Diddley is playin'
Inspired I write a song about it
Professor
One, two, a-one, two
Professor
That's right
Woah, yeah
Get ready, horns
One, two, three, four
Well, Billy bought a Chevy '40 coupe deluxe
Chrome wheels, stick shift (hey), give her gas, pop the clutch
Little girls on the corner, like a diamond they shine
Someday, Billy, I'm gonna make 'em all mine
Hey girl, you wanna ride in Daddy's Cadillac
Because I love the way your long hair (hey) falls down your back
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley's at the Seaside Bar
We'll run barefoot in the sand and listen to his guitar
Mama's gonna meet you when the morning comes
Papa's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
I'm wanna live a life of love and tonight you're the one, come on
Highway is alive tonight so baby do not be frightened
There's something about a girl on a sweet summer night, gets this boy excited
The radio man finally understands, plays you something you can move to
You lay back baby, cut loose your drive power, your girl leans over
"Daddy can you turn that radio up any louder?"
Juke joints humming, everybody came down
Little Willie and the Soul (hey) gonna let his stuff down
Don't let that daylight steal your soul
Get in your wheels and roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
You know you mama gonna meet you when the morning comes
And your papa's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
I wanna live a life of love and tonight you're the one
Come on, Max
One dance, come on down man
Professor
Play it, Roy
Virginia Beach, gimme some of that
Old soul clapping
One, two, three, four
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