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Rama Lam - Ding Dong
Rama Lam - Ding Ding Dong

Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding

Oh Oh Oh Oho Oho

I have got a girl named Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
She's everything to me, Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
I'll never set her free,
Cause she's mine, all mine

Oh Oh Oho

I have got a girl named Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
She's fine to me, Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
Do you won't believe,
That she's mine, all mine

Bom Bom Bobom Bom Bom Bom Bom

I love her, love her, love her so,
And i'll never, never let her go,
One thing is certain, she's mine, all mine,
She's mine, she's mine,
All of the time

I have got a girl named Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
She's everything to me, Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
I'll never set her free,
Cause she's mine, all mine

Bom Bom Bom

Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding

Uh Uah Uh

Bom Bom Bom

Rama Lam - Ding Dong
Rama Lam - Ding Ding Dong

Bom Bom Bom

I have got a girl, her name is Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
I'll never let her go, Rama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong,
I love her, love her so,
And she's mine, all mine

Bom Bom Bom

Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding Dong
Rama Lama Lama Lama Lama Ding

Uh Uah Uh





Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada, Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada
Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada, Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada

Shout shout, Knock yourself out, Come on, Yell yell, loud and swell
Come on Scream, scream, You know what I mean
Put another coin in the record machine
Hey we're having a party and its just begun
We're all over here and we're havin' fun
Joes on an organ. and he wants to be kissed
Mary's in the corner and she's doing the twist

Come on, Shout shout, Knock yourself out, Come on, Yell yell, loud and swell
Come on Scream, scream, You know what I mean
Put another coin in the record machine

Hey playing on the summer night with run around Sue
Let's do a dance that we all can do
Turn that jukebox on ninety-nine
And let's livin' up this crazy crowd

Come on, Shout shout, Knock yourself out, Come on, Yell yell, loud and swell
Come on Scream, scream, You know what I mean
Put another coin in the record machine

Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada, Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada
Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada, Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada

Every party that I attend
Believe me now it's the livin' end
Movin' and a-groovin' with some friends of mine
On Saturday night now we're having a time

Come on, Shout shout, Knock yourself out, Come on, Yell yell, loud and swell
Come on Scream, scream, You know what I mean
Put another coin in the record machine

Hey we're doing the fly with our hands in the sky
Foot stompin' baby, just you and I
School was out about a quarter to three
But we're having fun now it's plain to see

Come on, Shout shout, Knock yourself out
Come on, Yell yell, loud and swell
Come on Scream, scream, You know what I mean
Put another coin in the record machine
(Repeat chorus twice more)

Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada, Wop-wop-wop, Wop-wop-a-dada-dada
(repeat till end)





Martian Hop

We have just discovered an important norm from space
The Martians plan to throw a dance for all the human race

Papa ooh mir mir, papa ooh mir mir papa ooh, papa ooh, papa ohh mir mir

I got into my rocketship to see the Martian Hop
I saw the planet shinnin' red, so there I made my stop
But as I opened down the door and climbed the ladder down
I saw the Martians on the floor dancin' to this sound

Papa ooh mir mir, papa ooh mir mir papa ooh, papa ooh, papa ohh mir mir

It seems I was the first one there and so I was surprised
To see the Martians twist and stomp before my very eyes
They did the 'Locomotion', then the 'Hully-Gully' too
I couldn't name a single dance that Martians couldn't do

Papa ooh mir mir, papa ooh mir mir papa ooh, papa ooh, papa ohh mir mir

Now right around the stroke of twelve the dance has just begun
The earth kids parked their spaceship down on Mars to have some fun
And so I left my friends the Martians stompin' on the ground
And even though I'm back on Earth I still can hear this sound...

Papa ooh mir mir, papa ooh mir mir papa ooh, papa ooh, papa ohh mir mir...





Come On, Let's Go!

Well, come on let's go, let's go, let's go little darlin'
And tell me that you'll never leave me
Come on, come on, let's go again
And again, and again, and again

Well.... now swing me, swing me, all away darling
Come on, let's go little darlin'
Let's go, let's go again once more

Well.... I love you so and I'll never let you go
Come on baby so
Oh pretty baby I-I love you so

Let's go, let's go, let's go little sweetheart
And then we can always be together
Come on, come on, let's go again
And again, and again, and again

I love you so and I'll never let you go
Come on baby so
Oh pretty baby I-I love you so

Let's go, let's go, let's go little sweetheart
And then we can always be together
Come on, come on, let's go again
And again, and again, and again

I love you so and I'll never let you go
Come on baby so
Oh pretty baby I-I love you so

Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go little darlin'
and tell me that you'll never leave me
Come on, come on, let's go and again, and again, and again
Come on, let's go and do it again, and again, and again
And again, and again, and again
Come on, let's go and do it again




Donna, The Prima Donna

Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna

[CHORUS]
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna (broke my heart)
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna (we're apart)
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna (thinks she's smart)

Oh, I met a girl a month ago
I thought that she would love me so
But in time I realized
She had a pair of rovin' eyes

I remember the night together
Always actin' sophisticated
Talking 'bout high society
Then she tried to make a fool out of me

Woooh
[CHORUS]

Oh, pretty little girl you're just havin' fun
You're running all around and breaking lovers hearts
Pretty little girl I don't stand a chance
Without any money there goes out romance

She always wears charms diamonds pearls galore
She buys them at the five and ten cent store
She wants to be just like Zsa Zsa Gabor
Even though she's the girl next door

Woooh
[CHORUS]

Oh, pretty little girl you're just havin' fun
You'r e running all around and breaking lovers hearts
Pretty little girl I don't stand a chance
Without any money there goes out romance

She always wears charms diamonds pearls galore
She buys them at the five and ten cent store
She wants to be just like Zsa Zsa Gabor
Even though she's the Donna next door

[CHORUS]

Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna
Donna, Donna, the Prima Donna





If You Wanna Be Happy

[CHORUS]
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon she marries so then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart

But if you make an ugly woman your wife
You'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ugly woman cooks her meals on time
She'll always gives you peace of mind

[CHORUS]

Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match,
Take it from me she's a better catch
[CHORUS]





Imagination

Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation
Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation

Imagination is funny
It makes the cloudy day sunny
Makes the bees think of honey
Just as I think of you.

Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation
Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation

Imagination is crazy
Your whole perspective's so hazy
Starts you asking a daisy
What to do, what to do

Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation
Ima ma ma ma ginaaaation

Have you ever felt a sweet caress
And then a kiss, and then
Find it's only your imagination

Oh yes, I sometimes feel the sweet caress
And then a kiss, an then...
Find it's only my imagination

Ima-ma-ma-ma-ginaaaation
Ima-ma-ma-ma-ginaaaation

Imagination is silly
You go around willy nilly
For example I go around wanting you
And yet I can't imagine that you want me
That you want me too

Can't imagine that you want me
That you want me too
Can't imagine that you want me
That you want me too

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