I solve my problems and I see the light
We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right
There ain't no danger we can go too far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growing pain
Why don't they understand? It's just a crying shame
Their lips are lying only real is real
We stop the fight right now, we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It's got groove it's got meaning
(Grease) grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It's got groove it's got meaning
(Grease) grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, grease is the way we are feeling
This is the life of illusion (illusion)
Wrapped up in trouble (trouble), laced with confusion
What are we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are (be who we are)
Grease is the word
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It's got groove it's got meaning
(Grease) grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, grease is the way we are feeling
(Grease) grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It's got groove it's got meaning (got a groove, got a meaning)
(Grease) grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now, grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Grease Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Grease Soundtrack Lyrics
- Frankie Valli - Grease
- John Travolta - Summer Nights
- Olivia Newton-John - Hopelessly Devoted To You
- John Travolta - Youre The One That I Want
- John Travolta - Sandy
- Frankie Avalon - Beauty School Drop-out
- Stockard Channing - Look At Me Im Sandra Dee
- John Travolta and Jeff Conaway - Greased Lightnin'
- Cindy Bullens - Its Raining On Prom Night
- Sha-Na-Na - Blue Moon
- Sha-Na-Na - Rock n Roll Is Here To Stay
- Sha-Na-Na - Those Magic Changes
- Sha-Na-Na - Hound Dog
- Sha-Na-Na - Born To Hand Jive
- Sha-Na-Na - Tears On My Pillow
- Louis St Louis - Mooning
- Cindy Bullens - Freddy My Love
- Louis St Louis - Rock n Roll Party Queen
- Stockard Channing - There Are Worse Things I Could Do
- Olivia Newton-John - Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)
- John Travolta - We Go Together
- Frankie Valli - Grease (Reprise)
Writer: Barry Gibb
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
John Travolta - Summer Nights
[ Featuring Olivia Newton-John ]
Summer lovin' had me a blast
Summer lovin', happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
I met a boy, cute as can be
Summer days driftin' away,
To uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more,
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Like, does he have a car?
She swam by me, she got a cramp
He went by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off, splashing around
Summer sun, something's begun,
But uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more,
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Did she put up a fight?
Took her bowlin' in the Arcade
We went strollin', drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
We stayed up until ten o'clock
Summer fling don't mean a thing,
But uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more,
But you don't gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more,
Cause he sounds like a drag
He got friendly, holdin' my hand
Well she got friendly, down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eighteen
Well she was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet,
But uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more,
How much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Could she get me a friend?
It turned colder, that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doin' now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams,
But oh, those summer nights
Writer: Warren Casey, Jim Jacobs
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Olivia Newton-John - Hopelessly Devoted To You
Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
I'm not the first to know
There's just no getting over you
My eyes are not the first to cry
I'm not the first to know
There's just no getting over you
You know I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But, baby, can't you see
There's nothing else for me to do?
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's nowhere to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
My head is saying, "Fool, forget him."
My heart is saying, "Don't let go.
Hold on till the end."
And that's what I intend to do
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's nowhere to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
Writer: John Farrar
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
John Travolta - Youre The One That I Want
[ Featuring Olivia Newton-John ]
I got chills
They're multiplying
And I'm losing control
Cause the power you're supplying
It's electrifying!
You better shape up
Cause I need a man
And my heart is set on you
You better shape up
You better understand
To my heart I must be true
Nothing left
Nothing left for me to do
You're the one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, the one I need
Oh, yes indeed
If you're filled
With affection
You're to shy to convey
Better take my direction
Feel your way
I better shape up
Cause you need a man
I need a man
Who can keep me satisfied
I better shape up
If I'm gonna prove
You better prove
That my faith is justified
Are you sure
Yes I'm sure down deep inside
You're the one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, the one I need
Oh, yes indeed
You're the one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, the one I need
Oh, yes indeed
You're the one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, honey
The one that I want
You are the one I want
Oh, the one I need
Oh, yes indeed
Writer: John Farrar
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
John Travolta - Sandy
Stranded at the drivin'
Branded a fool
What will they say Monday at school?
Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery?
We made a start, now we're apart
There's nothing left for me
Love has flown, all alone
I sit and wonder why
Oh, why you left me
Oh, Sandy?
Oh, Sandy, baby
Someday, when high school is done
Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one
In heaven forever and ever we will be
Oh, please say you'll stay,
Oh, Sandy
Sandy, my darlin'
You hurt me real bad
You know it's true
But, baby, you gotta believe me when I say
I'm helpless without you
Love has flown, all alone
I sit, I wonder why
Oh, why you left me
Oh, Sandy?
Sandy, Sandy
Why?
Oh, Sandy
Branded a fool
What will they say Monday at school?
Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery?
We made a start, now we're apart
There's nothing left for me
Love has flown, all alone
I sit and wonder why
Oh, why you left me
Oh, Sandy?
Oh, Sandy, baby
Someday, when high school is done
Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one
In heaven forever and ever we will be
Oh, please say you'll stay,
Oh, Sandy
Sandy, my darlin'
You hurt me real bad
You know it's true
But, baby, you gotta believe me when I say
I'm helpless without you
Love has flown, all alone
I sit, I wonder why
Oh, why you left me
Oh, Sandy?
Sandy, Sandy
Why?
Oh, Sandy
Writer: Louis St. Louis, Scott Simon
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Frankie Avalon - Beauty School Drop-out
Your story's sad to tell, a teenage ne'er-do-well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now, what's left of your career now
Can't even get a trade-in on your smile ...
Dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum
Beauty school drop-out, no graduation day for you
Beauty school drop-out
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have
The doctor fix your nose up
Baby get movin' (better get moving)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you provin' (what are you proving)?
You've got the dream, but not the dri-ive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
It's about time you knew the score-ore
Well they couldn't teach you anything
You think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you, unless she was a hooker
Baby don't sweat it (don't sweat it),
You're not cut out to hold the job
Better forget it (forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled
And still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool
Baby don't blow it, don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it, even Dear Abby'd say the same
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
Gotta be goin' to that maltshop in the sky
Beauty school drop-out
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now, what's left of your career now
Can't even get a trade-in on your smile ...
Dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum
Beauty school drop-out, no graduation day for you
Beauty school drop-out
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have
The doctor fix your nose up
Baby get movin' (better get moving)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you provin' (what are you proving)?
You've got the dream, but not the dri-ive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
It's about time you knew the score-ore
Well they couldn't teach you anything
You think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you, unless she was a hooker
Baby don't sweat it (don't sweat it),
You're not cut out to hold the job
Better forget it (forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled
And still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool
Baby don't blow it, don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it, even Dear Abby'd say the same
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
Gotta be goin' to that maltshop in the sky
Beauty school drop-out
Writer: RICHARD FINCH, HARRY CASEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Stockard Channing - Look At Me Im Sandra Dee
Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed
'Til I'm legally wed
I can't, I'm Sandra Dee
Watch it, hey, I'm Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won't come across
Even Rock Hudson lost
His heart to Doris Day
I don't drink or swear
I don't rat my hair
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers
Would you pull that crap with Annette
As for you, Troy Donahue
I know what you wanna do
You got your crust
I'm no object of lust
I'm just plain Sandra Dee
Elvis, Elvis, let me be
Keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool
Now you're starting to drool
Hey, fungu, I'm Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed
'Til I'm legally wed
I can't, I'm Sandra Dee
Watch it, hey, I'm Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won't come across
Even Rock Hudson lost
His heart to Doris Day
I don't drink or swear
I don't rat my hair
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers
Would you pull that crap with Annette
As for you, Troy Donahue
I know what you wanna do
You got your crust
I'm no object of lust
I'm just plain Sandra Dee
Elvis, Elvis, let me be
Keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool
Now you're starting to drool
Hey, fungu, I'm Sandra Dee
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
John Travolta and Jeff Conaway - Greased Lightnin'
[ Featuring Jeff Conaway ]
Why this car is automatic
It's systematic
It's hydromatic
Why it's grease lightning (grease lightning)
We'll get some overhead lifters, then some four barrel quads, oh yeah
(Keep talking, whoa, keep talking)
A fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
(I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money)
With a four speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door
You know that ain't no shit, we'll be getting lots of tit
Grease Lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go grease lightning you're coasting through the heat lap trials
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
We'll get some purple fringe tail lights and thirty inch fins, oh yeah
(Ooh)
A Palomino dashboard and duel muffler twins, oh yeah
(Ooh)
With new pistols, plugs, and shocks, I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain't bragging, she's a real pussy wagon
Grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go grease lighting you're coasting through the heat lap trials
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for grease lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
(Grease lightning, go grease lightning)
Go, go grease lighting you're coasting through the hit lap trials
(Grease lightning go grease lightning)
You are supreme, the chicks'll cream for grease lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning, lightning, lightning, lightning
Lightning
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Cindy Bullens - Its Raining On Prom Night
I was deprived of a young girl's dream
By the cruel force of nature from the blue
Instead of a night full of romance supreme
All I got was a running nose and Asiatic flu
It's raining on prom night, my hair is a mess
It's running all over my taffeta dress
It's wilting the quilting on my maiden form
And mascara flows right down my nose
Because of the storm
I don't even have my corsage, oh gee
It fell down a sewer with my sister's ID
Yes, it's raining on prom night, oh, my darling
What can I do, I miss you
It's raining rain from the skies
And it's raining real tears from my eyes, over you
Oh, dear God, make him feel the same way I do right now
Make him want to see me again (oh, what can I do)
Oh, what can I do
It's raining rain from the skies
It's raining tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, raining on prom night
Ooh raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining
By the cruel force of nature from the blue
Instead of a night full of romance supreme
All I got was a running nose and Asiatic flu
It's raining on prom night, my hair is a mess
It's running all over my taffeta dress
It's wilting the quilting on my maiden form
And mascara flows right down my nose
Because of the storm
I don't even have my corsage, oh gee
It fell down a sewer with my sister's ID
Yes, it's raining on prom night, oh, my darling
What can I do, I miss you
It's raining rain from the skies
And it's raining real tears from my eyes, over you
Oh, dear God, make him feel the same way I do right now
Make him want to see me again (oh, what can I do)
Oh, what can I do
It's raining rain from the skies
It's raining tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, raining on prom night
Ooh raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sha-Na-Na - Blue Moon
Blue moon you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!
Blue moon!
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!
Blue moon!
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Writer: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sha-Na-Na - Rock n Roll Is Here To Stay
Rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock)
Oh baby - rock (rock) - oh baby
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay, it will never die
It was meant to be that way, though I don't know why
I don't care what people say, rock 'n' roll is here to stay
(We don't care what people say, rock 'n' roll is here to stay)
Rock 'n' roll will always be our ticket to the end
It'll go down in history, just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be, it'll go down in history, Huh
(Rock 'n roll will always be, it'll go down in history)
So come on
Everybody rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
Everybody rock, rock - rock, everybody rock
Now everybody rock 'n' roll, everybody rock 'n' roll
Everybody rock 'n' roll, rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll, rock 'n' roll
Co-o-ome on, everybody rock 'n' roll-roll-roll-roll
Rock 'n' roll will always be our ticket to the end
It'll go down in history, just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be, it'll go down in history
If you don't like rock 'n' roll, think what you've been missin'
But if you like to bop and strawl, come on down and listen
Let's all start to have a ball, everybody rock 'n' roll
Rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock)
Oh baby (rock), Oh baby - ROCK!
Oh baby - rock (rock) - oh baby
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay, it will never die
It was meant to be that way, though I don't know why
I don't care what people say, rock 'n' roll is here to stay
(We don't care what people say, rock 'n' roll is here to stay)
Rock 'n' roll will always be our ticket to the end
It'll go down in history, just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be, it'll go down in history, Huh
(Rock 'n roll will always be, it'll go down in history)
So come on
Everybody rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
Everybody rock, rock - rock, everybody rock
Now everybody rock 'n' roll, everybody rock 'n' roll
Everybody rock 'n' roll, rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll, rock 'n' roll
Co-o-ome on, everybody rock 'n' roll-roll-roll-roll
Rock 'n' roll will always be our ticket to the end
It'll go down in history, just you wait, my friend
Rock 'n' roll will always be, it'll go down in history
If you don't like rock 'n' roll, think what you've been missin'
But if you like to bop and strawl, come on down and listen
Let's all start to have a ball, everybody rock 'n' roll
Rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock) - oh baby - rock (rock)
Oh baby (rock), Oh baby - ROCK!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sha-Na-Na - Those Magic Changes
What's that playin' on the radio?
Why do I start swayin' to and fro?
I have never heard that song before
But if I don't hear it anymore
It's still familiar to me
Sends a thrill right through me
'Cause those chords remind me of
The night that I first fell in love to
Those magic changes
My heart arranges
A melody that's never the same
A melody that's calling your name
And begs you please come back to me
Please return to me
Don't go away again
Oh make them play again
The music I wanna hear as once again
You whisper in my ear
Oh, my darling, uh huh
I'll be waiting by the radio
You'll come back to me someday, I know
Been so lonesome since our last goodbye
But I'm singing as I cry-ay-ay
While the bass is sounding
While the drums are pounding
Beatings of my broken heart
Will rise to first place on the charts
Oh, my heart arranges
Oh, those magic changes
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, yeah, woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Why do I start swayin' to and fro?
I have never heard that song before
But if I don't hear it anymore
It's still familiar to me
Sends a thrill right through me
'Cause those chords remind me of
The night that I first fell in love to
Those magic changes
My heart arranges
A melody that's never the same
A melody that's calling your name
And begs you please come back to me
Please return to me
Don't go away again
Oh make them play again
The music I wanna hear as once again
You whisper in my ear
Oh, my darling, uh huh
I'll be waiting by the radio
You'll come back to me someday, I know
Been so lonesome since our last goodbye
But I'm singing as I cry-ay-ay
While the bass is sounding
While the drums are pounding
Beatings of my broken heart
Will rise to first place on the charts
Oh, my heart arranges
Oh, those magic changes
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, yeah, woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sha-Na-Na - Hound Dog
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
They said you were high class, honey, that was just a lie
Call y'all high class, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
Said she was high class, honey ,that was just a lie
Call y'all high class, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
You ain't no friend of mine
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
They said you were high class, honey, that was just a lie
Call y'all high class, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
Said she was high class, honey ,that was just a lie
Call y'all high class, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
You ain't nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
You ain't no friend of mine
Writer: Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sha-Na-Na - Born To Hand Jive
Before I was born, late one night
My papa said everything's alright
The doctor made my ma lay down
With her stomach bouncing all around
'Cause the bebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the hand jive
I could barely walk when I milked the cow
When I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood I move my legs
And I started dancing while I gathered eggs
Townfolk clapped, I was only five
"He'll out dance 'em all, he's born to hand jive"
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody
Born to hand jive, baby
Born to hand jive, baby, yeah
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
Higher, higher, higher and higher
Now can you hand jive, baby?
Oh, can you hand jive, baby?
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah (yeah)
Born to hand jive, oh, yeah
My papa said everything's alright
The doctor made my ma lay down
With her stomach bouncing all around
'Cause the bebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the hand jive
I could barely walk when I milked the cow
When I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood I move my legs
And I started dancing while I gathered eggs
Townfolk clapped, I was only five
"He'll out dance 'em all, he's born to hand jive"
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody
Born to hand jive, baby
Born to hand jive, baby, yeah
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
Higher, higher, higher and higher
Now can you hand jive, baby?
Oh, can you hand jive, baby?
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah (yeah)
Born to hand jive, oh, yeah
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sha-Na-Na - Tears On My Pillow
You don't remember me
But I remember you 'twas not so long ago
You broke my heart in two
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you
If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you, you, you, you
Love is not a gadget, love is not a toy
When you find the one you love
He'll fill your heart with joy
If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you
No, no no no now, no, no no
You
But I remember you 'twas not so long ago
You broke my heart in two
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you
If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you, you, you, you
Love is not a gadget, love is not a toy
When you find the one you love
He'll fill your heart with joy
If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart
Caused by you, you
No, no no no now, no, no no
You
Writer: Sylvester Bradford, Al Lewis
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Kanjian Music, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Kanjian Music, Universal Music Publishing Group
Louis St Louis - Mooning
[ Featuring Cindy Bullens ]
I spend my days just mooning,
So sad and blue,
So sad and blue I spend my nights just mooning,
All over you (all over who?)
Oh I'm so full of love, as any fool can see
Cause ages up above, have hung the moon on me
(Why must you go) why must I go on mooning,
So all alone (so all alone)
There would be no (there would be no) more mooning,
If you would call me (I've found a phone)
I'm lying by myself in bed, I cry and give myself the red eye
Mooning over you I'll stay behind
(you'll stay behind) you mooning forevermore (forevermore)
Someday you'll find (someday we'll find)
Me mooning at your front door (at my front door)
Oh, everyday at school I want ya, always will until I got ya
Mooning too (there's a moon up tonight)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Cindy Bullens - Freddy My Love
Freddy, my love, I miss you more than words can say (ah ah, ah ah)
Freddy, my love, please keep in touch while you're away (ooh, yeah)
Hearing from you can make the day so much better (ooh)
Getting a souvenir or even a letter (ooh)
I really flipped over the great cashmere sweater
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, you know, your absence makes me feel so blue (so blue)
That's okay though, your presents make me think of you (sure they do)
Mama will have a heart attack when she catches
Those little bushes with the black leather patches
Oh, how I wish I had a jacket that matches
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Don't keep your letters from me, I quilt to every line (ooh)
Your spelling's kinda crummy (ooh)
But honey, so is mine I treasure every gifty (ooh)
The ring is really nifty (ooh)
You say it cost you fifty, so you're thrifty, I don't mind (ooh)
Whoa, Freddy, you see
You'll hold me in your arms someday (Freddy, my love)
And I will be wearing your lacy lingerie (Freddy, I'm yours)
Thinking about it, my heart's pounding already
Knowing when you come home, we're bound to go steady (ooh)
And through your service pay around like confetti
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, I'm ready)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love, please keep in touch while you're away (ooh, yeah)
Hearing from you can make the day so much better (ooh)
Getting a souvenir or even a letter (ooh)
I really flipped over the great cashmere sweater
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, you know, your absence makes me feel so blue (so blue)
That's okay though, your presents make me think of you (sure they do)
Mama will have a heart attack when she catches
Those little bushes with the black leather patches
Oh, how I wish I had a jacket that matches
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Don't keep your letters from me, I quilt to every line (ooh)
Your spelling's kinda crummy (ooh)
But honey, so is mine I treasure every gifty (ooh)
The ring is really nifty (ooh)
You say it cost you fifty, so you're thrifty, I don't mind (ooh)
Whoa, Freddy, you see
You'll hold me in your arms someday (Freddy, my love)
And I will be wearing your lacy lingerie (Freddy, I'm yours)
Thinking about it, my heart's pounding already
Knowing when you come home, we're bound to go steady (ooh)
And through your service pay around like confetti
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, I'm ready)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love (ooh, Freddy)
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Freddy, my love
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Louis St Louis - Rock n Roll Party Queen
Rock 'n roll party
Little girl, do you know what I mean?
Pretty soon, she'll be 17
They tell me her name's Mary-Jean, rock 'n roll party queen
Friday night 'n she's got a date,
Goin' places just for stayin' out late
Droppin' dimes in the record machine,
Rock 'n roll party queen
Pa pa pa pa, oh no, can I have a ball tonight?
Baby baby, can I be the one, to love you
With all of my might?
She's the girl that all the kids love,
They talk about her, wherever she goes I could write
A fan magazine about my rock 'n roll party queen
La la la rock 'n roll party queen
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, rock 'n roll party queen
Pa pa pa pa, you should see her shake
Baby baby, don't you call it puppy luck,
Don't you want a true romance?
Rockin' and rollin', little party queen
We're gonna do the straw, hey party queen
You know I love you so, my party queen
You're my rockin' and my rollin' party queen
Little girl, do you know what I mean?
Pretty soon, she'll be 17
They tell me her name's Mary-Jean, rock 'n roll party queen
Friday night 'n she's got a date,
Goin' places just for stayin' out late
Droppin' dimes in the record machine,
Rock 'n roll party queen
Pa pa pa pa, oh no, can I have a ball tonight?
Baby baby, can I be the one, to love you
With all of my might?
She's the girl that all the kids love,
They talk about her, wherever she goes I could write
A fan magazine about my rock 'n roll party queen
La la la rock 'n roll party queen
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, rock 'n roll party queen
Pa pa pa pa, you should see her shake
Baby baby, don't you call it puppy luck,
Don't you want a true romance?
Rockin' and rollin', little party queen
We're gonna do the straw, hey party queen
You know I love you so, my party queen
You're my rockin' and my rollin' party queen
Writer: JIM JACOBS, WARREN CASEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Stockard Channing - There Are Worse Things I Could Do
There are worse things I could do
Than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood
Thinks I'm trashy and no good
I suppose it could be true
But there are worse things I could do
I could flirt with all the guys
Smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance
Make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
That's a thing I'd never do
I could stay home every night
Wait around for Mr Right
Take cold showers every day
And throw my life away
On a dream that won't come true
I could hurt someone like me
Out of spite or jealousy
I don't steal and I don't lie
But I can feel and I can cry
A fact I'll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you
That's the worst thing I could do-oo
Than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood
Thinks I'm trashy and no good
I suppose it could be true
But there are worse things I could do
I could flirt with all the guys
Smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance
Make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
That's a thing I'd never do
I could stay home every night
Wait around for Mr Right
Take cold showers every day
And throw my life away
On a dream that won't come true
I could hurt someone like me
Out of spite or jealousy
I don't steal and I don't lie
But I can feel and I can cry
A fact I'll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you
That's the worst thing I could do-oo
Writer: Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Olivia Newton-John - Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)
Look at me,
There has to be something more than what they see
Wholesome and pure,
Oh so scared and unsure, a pawn then,
Sandra Dee Sandy,
You must start anew,
Don't you know what you must do
Hold your head high,
Take a deep breath and sigh
Goodbye to Sandra Dee
There has to be something more than what they see
Wholesome and pure,
Oh so scared and unsure, a pawn then,
Sandra Dee Sandy,
You must start anew,
Don't you know what you must do
Hold your head high,
Take a deep breath and sigh
Goodbye to Sandra Dee
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
John Travolta - We Go Together
[ Featuring Olivia Newton-John, Cast ]
We go together
Like rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Remembered forever
As shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
That's the way it should be
Wah-oooh, yeah!
We're one of a kind
Like dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Our names are signed
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shooby doo-wop she-bop
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
We'll always be like one, wa-wa-wa-one
When we go out at night
And stars are shinin' bright
Up in the skies above
Or at the high school dance
Where you can find romance
Maybe it might be love
Rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
Dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shoo-be doo-wop she-bop
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doom
Rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong
Shoo-bop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom
Chang chang changitty chang sha-bop
Dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy
Shoo-be doo-wop she-bop
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doom
Wop ba-ba lu-mop and wop bam boom!
We're for each other
Like a wop ba-ba lu-bop and wop bam boom
Just like my brother is
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yippity dip de doom
Chang chang chanitty chang sha-bop
We'll always be together
Wha oooh, yeah!
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
Writer: Warren Casey, Jim Jacobs
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Frankie Valli - Grease (Reprise)
I solve my problems and I see the light
We got a lovin' thing we gotta feed it right
There ain't no danger we can go to far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growing pain
Why don't they understand it's just a crying shame
Their lips are lying only real is real
We stop the fight right now we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word (its the word that you heard)
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now Grease is the way we are feeling
This is a life of illusion
Wrapped up in trouble, laced with confusion
What are we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now bet we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
We got a lovin' thing we gotta feed it right
There ain't no danger we can go to far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growing pain
Why don't they understand it's just a crying shame
Their lips are lying only real is real
We stop the fight right now we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word (its the word that you heard)
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now Grease is the way we are feeling
This is a life of illusion
Wrapped up in trouble, laced with confusion
What are we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now bet we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Writer: Barry Gibb
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
