DON'T LAY NO BOOGIE-WOOGIE ON THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL
Long John Baldry

Don't tell me none of your lies, woman
'Cause all you know I've told
Don't tell me no alibis, sister
'Cause all you've got I've sold

You better leave a midnight sneakin'
To the one who works it out
I don't want to hear no backtalk speakin'
So go on shut your mouth

Everything's going to work out right
If you work it like you been told
Just don't try to lay no boogie-woogie
On the king of rock and roll

You were alive when the style was jive
So don't pour your tongue on me
Your devil 'ill arrive to make 45
With your handsome 53

You got what it takes to keep their heads a'spinnin'
Down by the low rent shack
But you come on just like a foolish woman
In the back of a red Cadillac

You can't come across the Oxford bridge
Until you pay the toll
So don't try to lay no boogie-woogie
On the king of rock and roll



