Dim, Dim the Lights (I Want Some Atmosphere) - Bill Haley and His Comets

No i dont wanna see it And i dont wanna believe it I dont wanna be around Dont wanna reap what I've sown Chorus Dim the lights we said Cause i dont wanna see whats become of me We play the slider Asking whats the matter Center of the cause Denying what is natural Chorus No i dont have it And I dont wanna need it I have no faiht in anything Anything at all Chorus Refrain DIM THE LIGHS

Dim all the lights sweet darling Cause tonight it's all the way Turn up the old victrola Gonna dance the night away Love just don't come easy No it seldom does When you find the perfect love Let it fill you up Dim all the lights sweet darling Cause tonight it's all the way, hey baby Turn up the old victrola Gonna dance the night away Love just don't come easy No it seldom does When you find the perfect love Let it fill you up Dim all the light sweet honey Cause tonight it's you and me No need to worry darlin' Cause it's for eternity Love don't come easy This you know I understand I want to be your woman If you'll be my man Let yourself go freely and I'll Show you things that you've dreamed of Don't think that your dreaming We've found the perfect love And I'm like a cup come fill me up Dim all the lights sweet darlin' Cause the night is on the way, oh baby Turn up the old victrola Gonna dance the night away Do what you want You can use me all up Take me bottom to top Don't leave even one drop No, no, no do it tonight You know the moment's so right Turn my brown body white Come let's dim all the lights Dim all the lights sweet darlin' Cause the night is on the way, hey baby Turn up the old victrola Gonna dance the night away, hey baby Dim all the lights sweet darlin' Dim all the lights sweet honey...

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R-O-C-K, R-O-C-K, rock Making R from an eight To the bar 88 O from the tone of the sax syncopated C from the key of a six-string guitar K from the kick of a rim shot, baby That's how they made it That's how they played it R-O-C-K, rock I know my A's and my B's and my C's P's and my Q's and my X, Y, Z's Know how to lose All the blue, blue, blues Jump in a pair of my dancing shoes Take with my baby Rock with my baby R-O-C-K, rock Oh, Strauss discovered waltzes A handy man found the blues And here they came along With their rocking song Crazy, man, crazy, crazy news R is all the rock, hear the band It's a-moving O more than that, it's a go-go grooving C what I mean, it's a hot top action K like a kiss it's a cool attraction Who even get you I'm gonna bet you R-O-C-K, rock R-O-C-K, R-O-C-K, rock Oh, Strauss discovered waltzes A handy man found the blues And here they came along With their rocking song Crazy, man, crazy, crazy news R you will have to hear the band It's a-moving O more than that, it's a go-go grooving C what I mean, it's a hot top action K like a kiss it's a cool attraction Who even get you I'm gonna bet you R-O-C-K, rock

Down around the corner in a little school Children learn their lessons and the golden rule 'Cause they got a teacher up from Basin Street And she does her teachin' with a boogie beat Teachin' the ABCs with rhythm and ease Every single mornin', It's the same old thing All the kids are waitin' for the bell to ring When they hear it ringin', they all jump in line Walk into the classroom, feeling mighty fine To learn their ABCs with rhythm and ease Well, a-readin', writin', rithmetic Taught to the tune of a licorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, 'cause she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABCs with rhythm and ease Well, a-readin', writin', 'rithmetic Taught to the tune of a licorice stick No education is ever complete Without a boogie-woogie-woogie beat, well all reet When the day is over and it's time to go The children get their books and stand right at the door Teacher is so happy, 'cause she's done her bit To educate the kids and make 'em really fit To say their ABCs with rhythm and ease