I don't know you, I never met you For laughs I'll call you Sam You were the son of Mrs. Someone I hope she understands Sam you were all that you had
Augie Nieto's got a story to tell you Though it's hard to hear him speak He caught Lou Gehrig rounding third one day Now he's happy as he'll ever be
There was a time a long, long time ago Chevy's and levees played on the radio No cell phones, just 20 thousand lights Swaying on a Saturday night, alright
Frankie Valli - Grease Theme Song I solve my problems and I see the light We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can
I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat
There is something going on down here In Vallejo FedEx In Vallejo, California, E-40 In Vallejo In Vallejo, California, E-40 He said he's just a, timah
You made me cry When you said good-bye. Ain't that a shame! My tears fell like rain. Ain't that a shame! You're the one to blame! You broke my heart When
This time, I'm walking to New Orleans. I'm walking to New Orleans. I'm gonna need two pair of shoes, When I get through walking these blues, When I get
I got a whole lotta loving for you. True true loving for you. I got a whole lotta loving for you. I got a whole lotta for you. A whole lotta for you
I'm walkin' Yes indeed. And I'm talkin' About you and me. I'm hopin' That you'll come back to me. I'm lonely As I can be. I'm waiting For your company
(Domino - Bartholomew) Travis Music Co., BMI Big bit keeps you rockin' in your seat, Big bit keeps you rockin' in your seat, Clap your hands and stomp
I'm ready, I'm willing and I'm able to rock and roll all night. I'm ready, I'm willing and I'm able to rock and roll all night. Come on pretty baby, We
Death is on the midway Gambling with souls Roulette on the wire Ace is in the hole I sink beneath the feeling Moon is in my hands A crooked wheel of
A vast amount of hatred For humans unprotected For victims unprotected Starts a war Toys - they are trapped in a game Which none of them survives They
Why, this car is automatic It's systematic, it's hydromatic Why, it's greased lightning (Grease lightning) We'll get some overhead lifters and some four
[Stephanie] No more midnight rides with you No more secret rendezvous I'm gonna miss all the things we'll never do I just can't believe you left me
Well this car is automatic, it's systematic, it's hydromatic Why it's a greased lightnin'! We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel pods, oh
Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see that I'm a misery Made a start now we're apart, there