Lyrics:
Come on kids from eight to eighty
Hey there mister bring your lady
There's a big show on the inside
It's carnival time
Popcorn, peanuts
I wanna be a Special guest artist
Now I'm done taking pills and I've had my thrills
and now I wear designer jeans
Being on a magazine cover
who even
It's a great, great pleasure, a great, great, great, big thrill
It's a great, great pleasure, a great, great, great, big thrill
When you got your
a thrill came
Into my heart
Little girl
With your cute little ways
I am yours
For the rest of my days
And this great big world
Will be divine
of the big paddlewheel
What a thrill it must have been play in Dixie for the folks
Up and down the river on the first showboat
What a thrill it must have been
I get a thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill
Thrill at you from my head down to my toes
She make me feel so good
All
How much?
How much?
I really wonder, girl
Wondered if you remember baby, how could you baby, too me darling
Such a thrill, but it's been so hard
How much?
How much?
I really wonder, girl
Wondered if you remember baby, how could you baby, too me darling
Such a thrill, but it's been so hard
a man with lots of charm
I want a man, no false alarm
The kind of guy who kiss my tears when I cry
Experience unnecessary
If he is big
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
an outrageous thrill
But it's more like spinning wheels of fortune
Which never stand still
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city
were stand there paralyzed
When we kissed, ooh what a thrill
You took my hand and, ooh baby, what a chill
I felt like grabbin' you real tight
Squeeze
fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up, going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full
could do were stand there paralyzed
When we kissed, ooh what a thrill
You took my hand and, ooh baby, what a chill
I felt like grabbin' you real tight
conjured up wonderful things
The ballad of what could've been
Over and out
It's been a thrill
I had big ideas, the band were so excited
The kind you'd
Darling, darling, please hear my plea
God only knows what your loving does to me...
Cheap thrills in the back of my car
Cheap thrills, how fine
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
I can see it in your eyes
I can hear it in your sighs
I feel your touch then realize the thrill is gone
Yessir
Can I get my thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on, yeah
Can I get my thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come
to hater
Been alone ever since I started
To be an artist
I've been disregarded
I mean the hardest they ever seen
I put them in the garbage to be
suffer
To tease them and thrill `em
To torture and kill `em
Is her delight they say
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan
There was Hannah
I miss the thrill of grammar school romances
I miss the junior prom and graduation dances
The gossip in assembly hall
I'm homesick, that's all
I
Double D
Big full breast on my baby (yo we goin' to Florida)
Triple weight
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
And I just wanna know
Yessir
Can I get my thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come on, yeah
Can I get my thrills?
You know you want some more girl, so come
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