Lyrics:
On the Happy Cat Hit Parade.
You better tell your friend Beethoven,
And Mister Reginald De Koven
They better do the same as you,
Or they're gonna be corny
played
On the Happy Cat Hit Parade.
You better tell your friend Beethoven,
And Mister Reginald De Koven
They better do the same as you,
Or they're
On the Happy Cat Hit Parade.
You better tell your friend Beethoven,
And Mister Reginald De Koven
They better do the same as you,
Or they're gonna be corny
He's triggered by the rise
Of their suburban eyes
He likes to stroke the curls
Of pretty baby girls
And he will never make it on the hit parade
Oh
ラジオから流れる
懐かしい hit parade
Seaside street
古い店で買ったTシャツ
ふたりの時間は
いつまでも続くと思った
宝石の夜見降ろす
いつものカウンター・BAR
冷たいラムにレモン
夏の香りが
失くした大事なものを
想い出させる
Sunset cruise
Cocktail time
the doors were locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy
That played a Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
hope you'll soon be on the top of every hit parade
I'll try to be excited 'bout the progress that you've made
I'll collect your pictures like any fan
the doors were locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy
That played a Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
I made my selection from the lonely hit parade
In the town where time stood still
I was feeling very little pain
Until some joker played "Almost
that button down
Movie stars on Dixie cup tops and knickers to your knees
Ah, do you remember these?
The hit parade, grape truaide, the Sadie
locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
makes the grade'
And you might even hear it played on the rock 'n' roll hit parade
Daytime, night time, every week you can hear that heavy beat
Now
the doors were locked.
And then one day on the Hit Parade,
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.
And he would play
of my friends are gone, better days
Hear your songs on the hit parade
Now they tell you we were
Behind you all the way
Yeah, shadow face
Boy don't you
on the hit parade
I learned every lick and trick there are
Just a pickin' that big round hole guitar.
And someday soon you wait and see
Some talent agent
yours ...They're married to stay, ...
Debbie Reynolds film star Eddie Fisher disks, that's how it's bin'.
Now Debbie has scaled the hit parade ...with
ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Woody Woodpecker's serenade
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
On the woodpecker hit parade
Though he can't sing a note, there's
you'll learn to count your blessings
Baby, in time your fear is gonna fade away
We'll march in time to a lovers' hit parade
Your face, it shows
to say it with my heart.
If it's never played
On the hit parade,
It will still contain a heart that is beating true.
If it's not a hit
I won't mind
a parade
Hit me with your car, intrude upon me
Six, five, four, three, two, one, I'm counting down
Placing everything in its proper place
Two extremes
[Chorus:]
There`s no name, no name for the place
Or pain we`ll cause you again and again
If you do not co-operate with the invasion hit parade
cercano un posto nella Hit Parade
Una non ha fortuna
L'altra sorride in copertina
E quando passa l'amore
Si ferma oppure no?
La sua solitudine, la urla
Bless you for your hit parade
I guess we had it made for a night
Thank you for that moment's flash
Before our hopes were dashed
And the paper
make the hit parade
You're number one in my heart
As long as I can play a part
Vegetarian by choice
Not by fashion
It's not so much what you eat
As what
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