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Jive Bunny and The Mastermixers - Can Can You Party

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Titre : Can Can You Party


Interprète : Jive Bunny and the Mastermixers


Année : 1990


Auteurs compositeurs : Assemblages de titres mixés par Andy Pickles, Dave Cass et Ian Morgan (Voir présentation pour tous les crédits)


Pochette : Tim 'Wibble' Wood


Durée : 4 m 19 s


Label : Music Factory


Référence : MFD 007



Présentation : La suite des aventures de l'infatigable lapin mixer avec un medley basé sur l'air du "French Can Can".
Dans l'ordre :
- The French Can Can (Trad. / Arrangements Pickles/Morgan/Cass)
- Daddy Cool (Frank Slay Jr. /Bob Crewe)
- Greased Lightning (Jim Jacobs / Warren Casey)
- Surfin' USA (Chuck Berry)
- Barbara-Ann (Fred Fassert)
- Dancin' Party (Kal Mann / Dave Apple)
- Reet Petite (Berry Gordy / Tyran Carlo)

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How about playing something different?

Woo
Daddy woo
Daddy woo

Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool (cool daddy, cool)
A-Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool (cool daddy, cool)
A-Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool
Daddy Cool, daddy (ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha)

She took me by the hand (cool daddy, cool)
Down to the railroad track (cool daddy, cool)
There in a tin roof honky tonk
Cool Daddy shook the shack (ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha)

We'll get some overhead lifters, and four-barrel quads, oh yeah
(Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin')
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome-plated rods, oh yeah
(I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money)
With a four-speed on the floor,
They'll be waitin' at the door
You know that ain't hits1
When we'll be gettin' lots of hits2 in greased lightnin'

One and two and three

Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter-mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trials
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll scream3 for greased lightnin'

If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-i-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarache sandals too
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.

Bar
Bar
Bar bar bar bar bar
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Oh Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann

Let's have a ball at the hall tonight
Boot it girl till the early bright
Make a scene with the record machine
At the dancin' party tonight

Come on, let's fry mashed potatoes too
Watusi girl is the dance to do
Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out
At the dancin' party tonight

'Cause summertime is party time
And everything's alright
'Cause everyone is feelin' fine
And every night is Saturday night

Ooh! Ah!

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Reet Petite
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

'Cause she's so fine
She's so fine
She's really sweet
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Reet Petite
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

Here we go

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Dam-Dam Le 03/09/2025
Lyrics:

How about playing something different?

Woo
Daddy woo
Daddy woo

Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool (cool daddy, cool)
A-Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool (cool daddy, cool)
A-Daddy Cool, Daddy Cool
Daddy Cool, daddy (ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha)

She took me by the hand (cool daddy, cool)
Down to the railroad track (cool daddy, cool)
There in a tin roof honky tonk
Cool Daddy shook the shack (ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha)

We'll get some overhead lifters, and four-barrel quads, oh yeah
(Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin')
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome-plated rods, oh yeah
(I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money)
With a four-speed on the floor,
They'll be waitin' at the door
You know that ain't hits1
When we'll be gettin' lots of hits2 in greased lightnin'

One and two and three

Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter-mile
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trials
Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'
You are supreme, the chicks'll scream3 for greased lightnin'

If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-i-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarache sandals too
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.

Bar
Bar
Bar bar bar bar bar
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Oh Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann

Let's have a ball at the hall tonight
Boot it girl till the early bright
Make a scene with the record machine
At the dancin' party tonight

Come on, let's fry mashed potatoes too
Watusi girl is the dance to do
Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out
At the dancin' party tonight

'Cause summertime is party time
And everything's alright
'Cause everyone is feelin' fine
And every night is Saturday night

Ooh! Ah!

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Reet Petite
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

'Cause she's so fine
She's so fine
She's really sweet
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Reet Petite
The finest girl you ever wanna meet

Here we go

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