TOO MUCH MONKEY BUSINESS
SIDE 1
SWEET LITTLE SIXTEEN
They're really rockin' in Boston, in Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas and 'round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis and down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen, she's just got to have
About a half a million framed autographs
Her wallet filled with pictures, she gets them one by one
Becomes so excited, watch her, look at her run, boy
"Oh Mommy, Mommy, Please may I go?
It's such a sight to see, Somebody steal the show
Oh Daddy, Daddy, I beg of you
Whisper to Mommy, It's alright with you"
'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand, in Philadelphia, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas and 'round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis, way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen, she's got the grown-up blues
Tight dresses and lipstick, she's sportin' high heel shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning she'll have to change her trend
And be sweet sixteen and back in class again
JOHNNY B. GOODE
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy named of Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Johnny Go, Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Or sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.
The People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
His mother told him someday you will be a man,
And you would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
BACK IN THE U.S.A.
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA
New York, Los Angeles, oh how I yearned for you
Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge
Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St-Lou
Did I miss the skyscrapers? Did I miss the long freeway?
From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did, 'til I got back to the USA
Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe?
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA
Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA
MAYBELLENE
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You done started doin' the things you used to do
As I was motorvatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a Coupe de Ville
A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side
The Cadillac pulled up to a hundred and four
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It then got cloudy and started to rain
I tooted my horn for the passin' lane
The rainwater blowin' all under my hood
I know that I was doin' my motor good
The motor cooled down, the heat went down
And that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still
And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill
Runnin' to and fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never failed in the mail, yet come a rotten bill
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Salesman talking to me tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week
Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked
Wants me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book
Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need to be complainin', my objections overruled
Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail
I ought to sue the operator for tellin' me a tale
I been to Yokohama, been a fightin' in the war
Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car
Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks
Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
I don't want your botheration, go away, leave me be
ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC
Just let me hear some of that
Rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a backbeat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
It's gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
I have no kick against modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darn fast
And change the beauty of the melody
Until they sound just like a symphony
That's why I go for that…
I took my loved one over cross the tracks
So she can hear my man a-wail a sax
I must admit they have a rockin' band
Man, they were blowin' like a hurricane
Way down South they gave a jubilee
The jokey folks, they had a jamboree
They're drinkin' homebrew from a wooden cup
The folks dancin' got all shook up
And started playin' that…
Don't care to hear 'em play a tango
I'm in the mood to dig a mambo
It's way too early for a congo
So keep a-rockin' that piano
 ROLL OVER BEETHOVEN YOU NEVER CAN TELL
SIDE 2
Well I'm-a write a little letter It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
REELIN’ AND ROCKIN’ I'm gonna mail it to my local D.J. You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
Yes, it's a jumpin' little record And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't I want my jockey to play "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell"
Sometimes I do, then again I think I don't Roll over Beethoven
They furnished off an apartment with a 2-room Roebuck sale
I gotta hear it again today The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:21
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well
We was at a rock'n'roll dance having nothing but fun You know my temperature risin' "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell"
And the jukebox blowin' a fuse
My heart beatin' rhythm They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin' And my soul keep a-singing the blues 700 little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
We was reelin' and a rockin' Roll over Beethoven But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
Rollin' till the break of dawn And tell Tchaikovsky the news "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell"

Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:32 I got the rockin' pneumonia
There's nothing I would rather do than dance with you I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I caught the rollin' arthritis
Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:43 Sittin' down at a rhythm review
And everytime I spinned she would spin with me Roll over Beethoven
They rockin' in two by two
Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:54
I said, " Dance ballerina girl, go go go!" Well if you feel it and like it
Go get your lover then reel and rock it
Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:05 Roll it over then move on up just a trifle further
Man, I didn't know if I was dead or alive Then reel and rock with one another
And I was rollin'… Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues
Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:26 Well early in the mornin'
But I'm gonna keep on dancing toll I get my kicks
And I'm givin' you my warnin'
And we reeled… Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle-diddle, I'm-a play my fiddle
Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:28 Ain't got nothing to lose
I gotta get my kicks before it get too late Roll over Beethoven
And we was reelin'… And tell Tchaikovsky the news
Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:29 You know she wiggle like a glow worm
I had to hold her hand, she was still holding mine Dance like a spinnin' top
She got a crazy partner
Well I looked at my watch and to my surprise
You oughta see him reel and rock
I was dancing with a woman that was twice my size
Long as she got a dime
I was reelin'… The music won't never stop
Well I looked at my watch and it was time to go
The bandleader said " We ain't playing no more "
They bought a souped-up jitney, was a cherry red '53
And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell"
NADINE
As I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat,
I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street,
I shouted to the driver "Hey conductor, you must slow down
I think I see her please let me off this bus"
Nadine, honey is that you? (where are you?)
Seems like every time I see you (I catch up with you)
Darling, you got something else to do (are up to something new)
I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back
And started walkin' toward a coffee colored Cadillac
I was pushin' through the crowd tryna get to where she's at
And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat
Downtown searching for 'er, looking all around
Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading up town
I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab
Flipped a twenty dollar bill, told him "Catch that yellow cab"
She move around like a wave of summer breeze,
Go, driver, go, go on, catch 'er for me please
Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier
Leaning out the taxi window, trying to make her hear

Ridin' along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity runnin' wild
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go
Ridin' along in my automobile
I was anxious to tell her the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow
With no particular place to go
CAROL
NO PARTICULAR PLACE TO GO
Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
No particular place to go I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
The night was young and the moon was gold Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out
So we both decided to take a stroll I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and shout
Can you imagine the way I felt? It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt!
A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am
Every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed
Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still tryin' to get her belt a-loose And if you want to hear some music like the boys are playin'
All the way home, I held a grudge Hold tight, pat your foot, don't let 'em carry it away
For the safety belt that wouldn't budge Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud
Cruisin' and playin' the radio Oh, don't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd
With no particular place to go You can't dance, I know you wish you could
I got my eyes on you baby, 'cause you dance so good

SIDE 3
SCHOOL DAYS
Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule
American history and practical math
You study' em hard and hopin' to pass
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone
Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell
You're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you have time to eat
Back in the classroom open you books
Gee but the teacher don't know
How mean she looks
Soon as three o'clock rolls around
You finally lay your burden down
Close up your books, get out of your seat
Down the halls and into the street
Up to the corner and 'round the bend
Right to the juke joint you go in
Drop the coin right into the slot
You gotta hear something that's really hot
With the one you love you're makin' romance
All day long you been wantin' to dance
Feelin' the music from head to toe
'Round and 'round and 'round you go
Hail, rock'n'roll, deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock'n'roll, the beat of the drum is loud and bold
Rock 'n'roll, the feelin' is there body and soul
ALMOST GROWN
You know I'm almost grown
And I'm doing all right in school. They ain't said I broke no rule
I ain't never been in Dutch. I don't carouse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone, Anyway I'm almost grown
I don't run around with no mob. Got myself a little job
I'm going to buy me a little car. Drive my girl in the park
Don't bother us, leave us alone, Anyway we almost grown
Got my eye on a little girl. She's really out of this world
Now I take her to a dance. We started talkin' about romance
Don't bother us, leave us alone, Anyway we almost grown
You know I'm still living in town, but I done married and settled down
Now I really have a ball, so I don't browse around at all
Don't bother us, leave us alone, Anyway we almost grown
LET IT ROCK
In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer
I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes
Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues
"She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun
Payday's coming and my work is all done
Well, in the evening when the sun is sinking low
All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow
Sitting in a tee pee built right on the tracks
Rolling them bones until the foreman comes back
MY DING-A-LING Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out
When I was a little bitty boy Everybody's scrambling, running around
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Picking up their money, tearing the tee pee down
Silver bells hanging on a string Foreman wants to panic 'bout to go insane
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling Trying to get the workers out the way of the train
Engineer blows the whistle loud and long
My ding-a-ling, I want you to play with my ding-a-ling Can't stop the train, have to let it roll on
And then mother took me to Grammar School THE PROMISED LAND
But I stopped all in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
Catched me playin' with my ding a ling I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
Once I was climbing the garden wall I straddled that Greyhound
I slipped and had a terrible fall And rolled in into Raleigh and all across Carolina
I fell so hard, I heard bells ring Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
But held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Once, I was swimmin' 'cross Turtle Creek Rollin' out of Georgia state
Man, them snappers all around my feet We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
Sure was hard swimmin' 'cross that thing Half way 'cross Alabam
With both hands holdin' my ding-a-ling-a-ling And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
This little song, it ain't so sad
The cutest little song you ever had Right away, I bought me a through train ticket
Those of you who will not sing Ridin' cross Mississippi clean
You must be playin' with your own ding-a-ling And I was on that midnight flier out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Your own ding-a-ling, we saw you playin' with your own ding-a-ling Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There are people there who care a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit
LITTLE QUEENIE Put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
I got lumps in my throat when I saw her comin' down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees when she looked at me and sweetly smiled Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
There she is again standin' over by the record machine Flying over to the Golden State
Looking like a model on the cover of a magazine Oh when the pilot told me in thirteen minutes
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen We'd be headin' in the terminal gate
Swing low chariot, come down easy
Meanwhile I was thinkin' If she's in the mood no need to break it Taxi to the terminal zone
I got the chance and I oughta take it If she can dance we can make it Cut your engines, cool your wings
C'mon queenie let's shake it, go, go, go, little queenie And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine Tidewater four ten o nine
Looking like a model on the cover of a magazine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen And the poor boy's on the line
Meanwhile, I was still thinkin', If it's a slow song, we'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it, And if it's good, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it, go, go, go, little queenie

SIDE 4
MEMPHIS
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall
Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis, Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge
Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree
And tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee
Last time I saw Marie, she was waving me goodbye
With hurry-home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye
Marie is only 6 years old, information, please
Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee
SWEET LITTLE ROCK & ROLLER
She's 9 years old and sweet as she can be
All dressed up like a downtown christmas tree
Dancin' and hummin' a rock-roll melody
She's the daughter of a well-respected man
Who taught her how to judge and understand
Since she became a rock-roll music fan
Sweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and roller
Her daddy don't have to scold her, her mother can't hardly hold her
She never gets any older, sweet little rock and roller
Should've seen her eyes when the band began to play
And the famous singers sang and barred away
Bought me a hi-fi for Christmas, now I'm living in paradise
When the stars performed, she screamed and yelled "hooray!"
Ten thousand eyes were watching them leave the floor
Five thousand tongues were screaming "more! more!"
And about 15 hundred waitin' outside the door
And I will always love you baby, now I'm as happy as can be
THIRTY DAYS (TO COME BACK HOME)
I'm gonna give you thirty days to get back home
I done called up the gypsy woman on the telephone
She gonna send out a world wide hoodoo
That'll be the very thing that'll suit you
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Baby, I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
Gonna send out a world wide hoodoo
That'll be the very thing that'll suit you
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days.
I done talked to the judge in private early this morning
And he took me to the sheriff's office to sign a warrant
Gonna put a cross charge agin' ya
That'll be the very thing that'll send ya
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
Gonna put a cross charge agin' ya
That'll be the very thing that'll send ya
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
If I don't get no satisfaction from the judge
I'm gonna take it to the FBI and voice my grudge
If they don't give me no consolation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Baby I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
You don't give me no consolation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations
I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days
MERRY CHRISTMAS, BABY
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Well, I'm feelin' mighty fine, I got good music on my radio
Well, I feel so fine, I got good music on my radio
Yes, I wanna hug and kiss you baby
While you're standing beneath the mistletoe
Santa came down the chimney, 'bout a half past three
Left all these pretty presents that you see before me
Merry Christmas baby, you really did treat me nice
BROWN EYED HANDSOME MAN
Arrested on charges of unemployment
He was sitting in the witness stand
The judges wife called up the district attorney
She said, "Free that brown-eyed man
If you want your job, you better free that brown-eyed man."
Flying across the desert in a TWA
I saw a woman walkin' 'cross the sand
She'd been walking thirty miles en route to Bombay
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown-eyed handsome man
Way back in history, three thousand years
In fact ever since the world began
There's been a whole lotta good women shedding tears
All for a brown-eyed handsome man
(It)'sa lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her, "Darling go out and find yourself
A brown-eyed handsome man
Just like your daddy He's a brown-eyed handsome man."
Marlo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
She lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man
2-3 the count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stands
Roundin' third, he was headed for home
It was a brown-eyed handsome man that won the game
It was a brown-eyed handsome man
RUN RUDOLPH RUN
Out of all the reindeers you know you're the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph, Randolph ain't too far behind
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph 'cause I'm reelin' like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a boy child "What have you been longing for?"
"All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar"
And then away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph, reeling like a merry-go-round
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph 'I'm reelin' like a merry-go-round'
Said Santa to a girl child "What would please you most to get?"
"A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink and wet"
And then away went Rudolph a whizzing like a Saber jet
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph I'm reelin' like a merry-go-round