1. BLUE SUEDE SHOES

Well, it's one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.

But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.

Well, you can knock me down,
Step in my face,
Slander my name
All over the place.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my Blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

You can burn my house,
Steal my car,
Drink my liquor
From an old fruitjar.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.


2. TUTTI FRUTTI

Wop-bop-a-loom-a-boom-bam-boom tutti frutti
Au rutti tutti frutti au rutti tutti frutti
Au rutti tutti frutti au rutti tutti frutti
Au rutti wop-bop-a-loom-bop-a-boom-bam-boom

Got a gal named Sue
She knows just what to do
She rocks to the east
She rocks to the west
She's the gal I love best

I got a gal named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me
Yes indeed, boy you don't know
What she does to me


3. I GOT A WOMAN

Well, I've got a woman
Way cross town
She's good to me oh, yeah
Say. I've got a woman
Way cross town
She's good to me oh, yeah

She's here in the morning,
loving me
Yeah, she's a kind of friend to me

She says she love me early in the morning
Just for me
Oh, yeah you know she loves me
Oh, naturally

She's there to love me both day and night
No groans or fusses, treats me right
Never running in the street
Loving me alone
She knows a woman's place is around home at night

Well, she's my baby
And I'm her loving man


4. JUST BECAUSE

Well, well, well,
Just because you think you're so pretty,
And just because your momma thinks you're hot,
Well, just because you think you've got something
That no other girl has got,
You've caused me to spend all my money.

You laughed and called me old Santa Claus.
Well, I'm telling you,
Baby, I'm through with you.
Because, well well, just because.

Well, well, well,
There'll come a time when you'll be lonesome
And there'll come a time when you'll be blue.
Well, there'll come a time when old Santa
He won't pay your bills for you.

You've caused me to lose all my women
And now, now you say we are through.
Well, I'm telling you
Baby, I was through with you
A long long time ago.

Well, just because you think you're so pretty
And just because your mama thinks you're the hottest thing In town

Well, just because you think you've got something
That nobody else has got,
You've caused me to spend all of my money.
Honey, you laughed and called me your old Santa Claus.
Well, I'm telling you I'm through with you
Because, well well, just because.