Rock Around the Clock / Blue Suede Shoes / Jailhouse Rock / Hound Dog / Tutti Frutti / Be Bop a Lulla / Pour le Rock and Roll - Dany Brillant

One, two, three o’clock, four o’clock, rock,

Five, six, seven o’clock, eight o’clock, rock,

Nine, ten, eleven o’clock, twelve o’clock, rock,

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight.

Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,

We’ll have some fun when the clock strikes one,

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes two, three and four,

If the band slows down we’ll yell for more,

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

Well, it’s one for the money,

Two for the show,

Three to get ready,

Now go, cat, go

But don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.

You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.

The warden threw a party in the county jail.

The prison band was there and they began to wail.

The joint was jumpin' and the band began to swing.

You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.

Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock.

Everybody in the whole cell block

was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:

«You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.

I sure would be delighted with your company,

come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me.»

Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock.

Everybody in the whole cell block

was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog

Cryin' all the time.

You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog

Cryin' all the time.

Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit

And you ain’t no friend of mine.

Wop-bop-a-loom-a-blop-bam-boom

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Wop-bop-a-loom-a-blop-bam-boom

I got a gal named Sue

She knows just what to do

I got a gal named Sue

She knows just what to do

She rock it to the east

She rock it to the west

She’s the gal I love best

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Tutti frutti, oh Rudy,

Wop-bop-a-loom-a-blop-bam-boom

Well be-bop-a-lula she’s my baby,

Be-bop-a-lula I don’t mean maybe.

Be-bop-a-lula she’s my baby

Be-bop-a-lula I don’t mean maybe

Be-bop-a-lula she’s my baby love,

My baby love, my baby love.

Si vous aimez ça

Restez avec moi

Pour le rock and roll