Hampsters Get the Blues - Hampton the Hampster

What do you do in the evening, When you don't know what to do? Read a book, play a game, Every night it's just the same! What do you say if I tell you How to keep from feeling blue, My advice is good to stay, And it's easier to do. When you're all alone, any old night, And you're feeling mighty blue, Pick up your hat, close up your flat, Get out, get under the moon! Underneath the bright, silvery light, You'll be feeling better soon, Pick up your hat, close up your flat, Get out, get under the moon! La-de-da-da-da-da, look! Look! Look at those stars above! Ah, look, look, look at those sweeties love, Oh, boy, give me a night in June! I mean it, when you're all alone, any old night, And you're feeling out of tune, Pick up your hat, close up your flat, Get out, get under the moon! When you make a date, any old night, You gonna meet your sweetie soon? Are you? Hm? Well, then pick up your hat, close up that flat! Get out, get under the moon! Underneath that bright, silvery light, You'll be feeling better soon, Pick up your hat, close up your flat, Get out, get under the moon! Da-da-da-da-da-da, walk, walk, kiss and then walk again, And talk, talk, kiss and then talk again, Oh, boy, sweethearts are all in June! I mean it, when it's raining out, stay in your flat, But on a lovely night in June, Pick up your hat, close up your flat, Get out, get under the moon!

Lets get loud If you want to live your life Live it all the way and dont you waste it (don't waste it) Every feeling, every beat can be so very sweet You got to taste it, (you got taste it) You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it You got to mean what you say You got to do it your way You got to do it Lifes a party, make it hot Dance dont ever stop, whatever rhythm (yeah rhythm) Every minute, every day Take them all the way you got to live them You got to do it (you got to do it) You got to do it your way You got to prove it (you got to prove it) You got to mean what you say You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it (prove it) Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Life is meant to be big fun Youre not hurting anyone, nobody loses (loses) Let the music make you free Be what you wanna be Make no excuses (excuses) You got to do it (you got to do it) You got to do it your way You got to prove it (you got to prove it) You got to mean what you say You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it (prove it) Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Let's get loud Music up to hear that sound Let's get loud Aint nobody got to tell you what You got to do it (Let's get loud) do it your way You got to prove it (Let's get loud) mean what you say You got to do it (Let's get loud) do it your way You got to prove it (Let's get loud) mean what you say Let's get loud, let's get loud, let's get loud Let's get loud yeah Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Let's get loud (I said let's get loud) Music up to hear that sound Let's get loud Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do You got to do it You got to prove it Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Oh you got to do it your way

Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! Here we go Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's always doing All right, everybody now here we go It's a brand new version of the do see do Just stomp you feet and clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Bounce in time, to the beat Hey, you don't even have to move your feet Just shake your thing, let me see you move Now spin around and feel the groove Yee ha! let's try it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou You're catching on Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! terrific Come on everybody, clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Come on everybody, cla-clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Here comes the music yee ha! Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Ha ha ha ha ha

Oh, oh, oh, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Troll the ancient yule-tide carol Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la See the blazing yule before us Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Strike the harp and join the chorus Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Follow me in merry measure Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la While I tell of yule-tide treasure Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fast away the old year passes Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Hail the new year, lads and lasses Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Sing we joyous, all together Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Heedless of the wind and weather Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack Early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy A simple kinda life never did me no harm A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God I'm a country boy I'd play Sally Goodin' all day if I could But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good So I fiddle when I can, and work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black Limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen Now folks, let me tell you now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died He took me by the hand, held me close to his side He said, "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride" Thank God I'm a country boy My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle He taught me how to love and how to give just a little Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy

Abraham, here I am, Take your son Isaac to the mountain, Abraham, here I am, Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah. He had cut enough wood for the sacrifice On the third day Abraham looked up and saw Where Isaac was supposed to die. Speak up and say Where are the offering He listened up and asked for Is it for love or a sacrifice. God Himself will provide The lamb for the burnt offering Then he reached out his hand And took a knife to slay his son, Oh! x2 On the Lord's mountain it will be provided I wear by Myself declared the Lord Through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed And I will surely bless your son. Abraham, here I am, Take your son Isaac in the mountain, Abraham, here I am, Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah. Then Abraham returned to his servants Then set off together for Beersheba. You've obeyed me You offered me your son And now I swear I will surely bless you. Oh, you have not withheld your son, I will surely bless you. Oh, you have not withheld your son, I swear I will surely, I will surely bless you. X5