Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up on the woods among the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who'd never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Ooh! Johnny B. Goode! He used to carry his guitar in a gurny sack Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Fiddlin' to the music that the drivers played Sittin' there playin' all alone in the shade Many people pa**ing from miles around "Boy that country boy could really fool around" Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Johnny B. Goode! Jailhouse Rock The warden threw a party in the county jail The prison band was there and they began to wail The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing Let's rock, everybody, let's rock Everybody in the whole cellblock Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock Slow Down Steve: Come on pretty baby, won't you walk with Come on pretty baby, won't you talk with Come on pretty baby, I give you one more chance To try to save our romance Slow down Baby, you know you're moving way too fast You gotta give me a little lovin' Give me a little lovin' Oooh, if you want our love to last Alan: I used to walk you home, baby, after school Carry your books home too But now you got a boyfriend right down the street Baby, what you tryin' to do You better slow down Baby, you know you're moving way too fast You better give me a little lovin' Give me a little lovin' Ooh, if you want our love to last Steve: You know that I love you, tell the world I do Oh pretty baby, why can't you be true I need your lovin' baby, oh so bad The best little woman that I ever had Slow down Baby now you're moving way too fast You gotta give me a little lovin' Give me a little lovin' Ooh, if you want our love to last Blue Suede Shoes And 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 them Blue suede shoes Elaine: Well, you can knock me down Step in my face Slander my name all over the place You can do anything that you want to do But uh-uh - honey, lay off of my shoes And don't you step on my blue suede shoes You can do anything But lay off of them blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes You can do anything But lay off of them blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes You can do anything But lay off of them blue suede shoes.... Johnny B. Goode (reprise) Well, his mother told him "Someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people comin' from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun goes down Maybe some day your name will be in lights Sayin' "Johnny B. Goode" and Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Ooh! Johnny B. Goode.... Hey London, we love ya. God bless ya. Good night and keep rockin'. Here we go, whoo! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Aaah! Johnny B. Goode! One more Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Go! Johnny! Go! Go! Aaah! Johnny B. Goode....