Peek-A-Boo 2:05 Trk 14 (Hammer) The Cadillacs Earl 'Speedy' Carroll - lead tenor Charles Brooks - tenor Bobby Phillips - bass and Earl Wade - baritone
Here come a girl Walkin' down the street Boy, she is sweet From her head to her feet Sugar-sugar Sugar-sugar Sugar-sugar Come, go home with me Uh-huh
Gloria, Gloria It's not Marie Gloria, it's not Sherie Gloria, she's not in love with me Well, can't you see It's not Marie? Gloria, it's not Sherie Gloria
As I set down these notes on paper, I'm obsessed by the thought that I might be the last living man on earth. 2X2L calling CQ... 2X2L calling CQ...
Do not fear me, I bring no harm No one knows where I came from I walk on water all day long No one knows how far I came No one even knows my name I sometimes
Peek-a-boo I can see you And I know what you do So put your hands on your face And cover up your eyes Don?t look until' I signal Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Intro: Boo-oo wi haffi sing boo To all a di fafunky crew Bo-oo wi hafi sing boo Nuh cater, if yuh a wah CHO Skinhead deadhead, everybody gone mad Situation
Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Put 'em together and what have you got Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-
Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Put 'em together and what have you got bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-
It's late, it's creepy, feelin' kinda freaky All alone in the car - who knows where we are See that sign we just passed? It said don't trespass We're
Si tA? te vas no se quA© hacer, A?quA© harAa sin ti? A?QuA© pasara con todo aquello que te di? Mi corazA?n cerrA? la puerta tras de ti Y ya no hay llave
Oye Dj tirame la música, Oye DJ, tirame la música Ese moreno me miro ese moreno te miro yo no me pude contener no te pudiste contener
Bom-bom-bom-bom Ba-ba-do-do-do Bom-bom-bom Ba-ba-do-do-do Bom-bom-bom Ba-ba-do-do-do Bom-bom-bom Ba-ba-do-do-do Well now, they often call me Speedo
failed attempts have turned us into one pathetic twisted wreck all is eerie, you're standing near me I feel you breathing down my neck you don't need
You make me wanna throw my pager out the window Tell MCI to cut the phone calls Break my lease so I can move Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I
All: A gentleman's got a walking stick. A seaman's got a gaff. And the merry men of Robin Hood They used a quarterstaff. On the Spanish plains inside
Creeping up the backstairs Slinking into dark stalls Shapeless and slumped in bath chairs Furtive eyes peep out of holes She has many guises She'll do
He tends to get carried away Like a talk show he's got drama everyday Lots of rage and mental abusing The way he treats me it's obvious he's confusing
