Lyrics:
Little Johnny likes to Rock n Roll
Walks his dog out on a midnight stroll
Blue jeans all full of holes
Walkin' boots ain't got no soul
Rock n Roll
Johnny
Are you an android
Johnny
Are you an android
I know this makes me sound paranoid
On that night back in August on
The third moon of Neptune
Johnny en a ras-le-bol
Parait qu'il va même plus à l'école
Il trouve ça dull
Y'en a ras-le-bol
Johnny, Johnny, merde, à quoi t'as pensé
Dis-moi où
Here's a story 'bout Johnny
Who never got any pussy
He was socially awkward, ugly as fuck
He was more than eager to use his cock
He bought some eye
Johnny's got a stripy jumper
I wish it was mine
Tommy's got a zoot suit
But it's not new
Why do I always want what I haven't got
Johnny's got
DANS UNE TOUTE PETITE VILLE
DANS UN TOUT PETIT PAYS
VIVAIT UN PETIT HOMME PRESSE
QUI S’APPELAIT …JOHNNY
IL AIMAIT LA VITESSE
L’ADRENALINE ET LE
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go, go
Go Johnny
Everybody knew him
Knew to stay away
Everybody knew him
Little Johnny never quite fit in the same
Everybody knew him
Knew to stay away
Everybody
Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sang was this: aaaahh
Poor Johnny One Note
Sang out with Gusto
And just overloaded
Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sang was this: aaaahh
Poor Johnny One Note
Sang out with Gusto
And just overloaded
Johnny could only sing one note,
And the note he sang was this,
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Poor Johnny One Note
Sang out with gusto,
And just
See Johnny Thunder sitting on his motorbike
Riding along the highway,
Rock and roll songs from the nineteen-fifties
Buzzing around in his
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
Go go
Go
Johnny, oh Johnny,
Where do you roam?
We'll always remain here,
So don't leave us alone.
Some say they knew him,
And some just left him alone.
of the window there, and dropped it in the toll basket.
Up comes the gate, and out comes...
Johnny's camero, Johnny's camero
Johnny loved his camero, maybe more
My Name Is Johnny Grey, It's Just A Name
And I Know That For You It's The Same The World I Know
Seems Not To Know Me Here's My Number I Need A Call
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I wonder why, why
Put us in your pumpkin shell
Where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I wonder why, why
Put us in your pumpkin shell
Where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
Johnny's in America
Lo-Teks at the wheel
Nobody needs anyone
They don't even just pretend
Johnny's in America
Johnny's in America
Johnny
Johnny darlin', I've been waitin' here on you
Johnny darlin', I've been waitin' here on you
You're five minute late and I'm already feelin' blue
And that is how I got these Lonesome Johnny Blues
How I got these Lonesome Johnny Blues
Got the Lonesome Johnny Blues
And there's nothing I can do
Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sings was this, ah
Poor Johnny, one note
Sang out with, "Gusto"
And just overlorded the place
Poor
Up comes the gate, and out comes
Johnny's camero, Johnny's camero
Johnny loved his camero, maybe more than life itself.
Oh it was no big
Lo chiamavano Johnny Canaglia ventimila la sua taglia
Ha già file di pistoleri alle calcagna
Lo sceriffo di Thompson lo vuole vivo o morto
Gli
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