Текст песни Dancin', Shaggin' On the Boulevard - Alabama
Well,
the
magic
attic's
where
the
music
rolls
And
the
Army-Navy's
got
ol'
Jackie
Soul
Down
on
peaches
corner
there
are
good
ol'
boys
And
mother
fletchers
makin'
lots
of
noise
They're
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Well,
the
tams
are
playin'
at
the
Port-O-Call
And
the
drifters
underneath
the
boardwalk
At
the
Spanish
Galleon
and
ol'
fat
Jacks
Jukebox
playin'
and
the
place
is
packed
You
bet
they're
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
You
know
they're
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Got
the
top
down
and
the
traffic's
slow
Sun
fun
weekend,
we
all
go
Where
the
girls
are
sunnin'
and
are
lookin'
good
Well,
I
never
met
'em
but
I
wish
I
could
And
we'd
go
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
We'd
go
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Well,
the
embers
singin'
up
on
ocean
drive
And
the
castaways
are
gettin'
loud
tonight
At
the
electric
circus
they
all
getin'
down
And
the
Carousel's
spinnin'
round
and
round
See
them
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
I
see
'em
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Well,
I'm
hangin
out
down
at
sloppy
Joes
They
may
doze
but
they
never
close
And
the
Bama
boys
at
the
bowery
and
They
can't
dance
but
they
play
for
free
But
they
like
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
They
know
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
They
wrote
dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
Dancin',
shaggin'
on
the
boulevard
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