Lyrics:
There's a microchip one armed bandit with a screw loose
A stripper in the corner with a face like thunder
A terrible band playing "johnny be goode"
So I'd
to boogie-woogie with a lotta soul
He sang those old songs like his heroes would
And he played that guitar just like Johnny B. Goode
Go go
Go Tommy go, go
Go Tommy
a-tumblin' down, oh yeah yeah
All shook up and bent out of shape
Wasn't Johnny B. Goode but it sounded great
That night, tell me that's right
From
on the wood,
Mixin Ahmad Jamal in my Johnny be Goode.
Sneaking Errol Garner in my Sweet Sixteen,
Now they tell me Stan Kenton's cutting Maybelline, oh baby
Papa
It's such a terrible shame it was only a game
Then her brothers found out seven Johnny be Goode's
We was only pretending at mummys and daddys
They
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a-ringing a bell
Go go
Thorogood
Wrote me a song
I'm a bad, bad, bad to the bone, mutha fucka
Bad to the bone (Bad mutha fucka)
There's only one motherfucker that may
Be badder
This riff was first recorded by Bo Diddley, and then Muddy Waters, and then Buddy Guy
Everyone's done it
At one point George Thorogood did it
And it
ready to rumble
Lets get it on like we ready rumble
Like boy George I tumble for you
I'm golden boy de la hoya
And like George Thorogood
I straight
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Johnny B. Goode
Or he be gone yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
PLO from here to Lebanon
How many bombs must we drop in the Ninety-Now
Walk
I was eighteen I went to Hollywood
I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode
Got my guitar painted as the California sun
A red Caddilac having too
It's such a terrible shame it was only a game
Then her brothers found out seven Johnny be Goode's
We was only pretending at mummys and daddys
They
.
Rock and roll music, slowly 79
Sweet little sixteen, and you will soon be 21
No more reelin?and rockin? School Days will be done.
Go Johnny B. Goode
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays
made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
I was raised
eighteen, I went to Hollywood
I met Elvis and Marilyn and Johnny B goode
Got my guitar painted in the California sun
A red Cadillac, having too much fun
Now
Mixin´ Ahmad Jamal in Johnny B Goode
Sneakin´ Errol Garner in to Sweet Sixteen
Now they tell me Stan Kenton´s cuttin´ Maybelline oh baby
Papa said to Mama
knew every single record the DJ's played
The "Honky Tonk", "Hound Dog", "Johnny B. Goode"
"The Chain Gang", "Love Is Strange", "Knock On Wood"
I was
knew every single record the DJ's played
The "Honky Tonk", "Hound Dog", "Johnny B. Goode"
"The Chain Gang", "Love Is Strange", "Knock On Wood"
I was
made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
I was raised
or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?
Let me get a outlaw
to some George Strait
Like a needle and groove
Just like Johnny and June
I think it's safe to say
Darling we're well on our way
To fall into place,
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