Shame shame shame on you If you can't dance too REPEAT Can't stop me now hear what I say My feet wanna move so get out my way I'm gonna have my say I'm going to every discotheque I'm gonna dance dance dance dance ooh Till the break of day I say CHORUS Shame shame shame hey shame on you If you can't dance too I say shame shame shame Shame shame shame Shame shame on you If you can't dance too Don't stop the motion If you get the notion You can't stop the groove 'Cos you just won't move Got my sun-roof down Got my diamonds in the back So put on your shaky wig baby If you don't I ain't comin' back REPEAT CHORUS If you don't want to go Remember one monkey don't stop no show My body needs action ain't gonna blow Yes I'm going out I'm going to find a dancin' man If you really think you're fast Try to catch me if you can I say shame shame shame yeah (aah) shame on you If you can't dance too It's a shame shame shame Shame shame shame Shame shame on you If you can't dance too If you can't dance REPEAT CHORUS (Shame) said shame (shame) said shame (Shame) shame on you If you can't dance too if you can't dance REPEAT TO FADE

Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on what you've done Well you made me sweat and talk 'til I was skin and bones You cause your lovers grief oh look at me now Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy, that's right Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame a shame on what you've done You know what you done You wanna butt, you wanna what You wanna ay ay ay Yeah well I was offered dice I gave my touchin' hymn But then the game broke a loose oh you were the reason Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Yeah shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on what you've done ay ay ay ay And now you're walking back well I can tell your plan You gonna leave my words down on your knees oh Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Yeah yeah yeah yeah shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame a shame on what you've done, well Shame shame a shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame shame Shame shame shame shame Well shame on you, shame on what you've done yeah Shame shame shame on what you've done

Don't stop me now Hear what I say My feet got to move so Get out my way I'm gonna have my say I'm goin' to every discotheque I'm gonna dance, dance, dance, dance Till the break of day Shame, shame, shame Shame on you If can't dance too I say is shame, shame, shame, shame Shame on you If you can't dance too Don't stop the motion If you get the notion You can't stop the groove Cause you just can dance Got my sunroof down Got my diamonds in the back Put on your shaky wig woman If you don't I ain't comin' back Shame, shame, shame Shame on you Cause If you can't dance too Shame, shame, shame, shame Shame on you Cause If you can't dance too Shame, shame, shame Shame on you Cause If you can't dance too Shame, shame, shame, shame Shame on you Cause If you can't dance too If you don't wanna go Remember one monkey don't stop no show My body needs action Ain't gonna blow Yes I'm goin' out And I'll find a dancin' man If you really think you're fast Then try to catch me if you can Oooh Shame, shame, shame Shame on you If you can't dance too I say is shame, shame, shame, shame Shame on you If you can't dance too Shame Shame Shame Shame on you(Shame on you) If you can't dance too

Shame shame Because you didn't say your girlfriends name For sure I'll say it next time for sure She has got the saddest handle that I know No one even holds a candle Who would blow out her flame I'm over come with shame Shame shame Because you didn't read all of dames dames You knew You knew the damage it would do She is just the brightest candle that I know Hope her holder has a handle on her though But keep your head I can't accept your head I would love to, I would love to But I'm overcome with shame Shame shame Because you couldn't say your girlfriend's name You knew Tou knew that problems would ensue I wrote your name for all to see I wrote your name for all to see I would love you, I would love you But I'm overcome with shame I never read all of dames dames I can't identify the change But something isn't quite the same And then I couldn't say your name

City Sidewalks Busy Sidewalks Dressed in Holiday Style In the Air There's a Feeling of Christmas Children Laughing People Passing Meeting Smile After Smile And On Every Street Corner You'll Hear Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Soon It Will Be Christmas Day

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white (I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know) Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...

Boone had a colt and a frying pan A quarter horse, American Half a heart, fully a man And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan Boone stole nickels and Boone stole dimes To fill the hole and mask his pride Though his mother said that the way of life Was ever better in a poor man's mind But Boone found that he had no peace Licking the dirt and kicking the streets Till he gambled a cent and came back with three Bad bad Boone became a thief No good could be found in Boone No Robin Hood and no whistled tune To the guilt of God he was immune As that cursed greed just grew and grew He had no wife, no boundary line No cowboy code or moral sight No child that he wouldn't fight No widow safe from the cheatin' lies What hurt another, ain't hurt him He'd do anything for a pretty little gem A coin in the bank, worth a whole damn limb Cash ever flowing, spirit so grim Rich in pocket, poor in love His soul went down and the money went up He died before he could fill his cup And what a pointless life that was Ain't no money gonna bring Boone back From dust he came and that's what lasts Good ol' dirt, we all shall pass The rich the poor, both withered grass Here lays Boone, so fully man Forgotten on his piece of land And buried with his frying pan And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan