Tekster:
Manhattan Transfer

If you ever, plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66 It winds from Chicago to L.A. More than two

Rope swingers and runners Are you ready? Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle

Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong, baby And you'll be sorry some day

Let me in, I've got to be near you Let the song begin Just let me hear you Oh pretty baby don't leave me all Alone on my knees Oh please, you'll like

I used to be so fancy free, But really lonesome as could be, Till one lucky day, you came my way I never knew what love was all about UNTIL I MET YOU.

Let me introduce you I've heard that boredom's entered your life And you're feelin' real low Have you met Benny Bailey? Well he's a fella that you should

You gone fishin' there's a sign upon your door Gone fishin' you ain't workin' anymore There's a hoe out in the sun Where you left the row half done You

Dance with me Dance with me You can dance every dance With the guy who gives you the eye Let him hold you tight You can smile every smile For the man

(Zoom) Guided missiles (Zoom) Guided missiles -- (Zoom) Guided missiles, aim at my heart Down to destroy me, tear me apart Guided missiles, none of them