E.John, B.Taupin
Elton John
I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
W were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock
Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
But the years went by and the rock just died
Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
Dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans
But they'll never kill the thrills we've got
Burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past
We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last
9-ый трек из альбома "Don't Shoot Me I'm Only
The Piano Player" (1973), песня вышла также на сингле.
Золотой сертификат в США. 1-ая позиция в чарте Billboard Hot 100.
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E.John, B.Taupin
Elton John
When the shades are drawn
And the light of the moon is banned
And the stars up above
Walk the heavens, hand in hand
There's a shady place
At the end of the working day
Where young lovers go
And this hot little trio plays
That's where we meet
That's where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Ooh where we meet
Ooh where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
From the alleyways
Where the catwalks gently sway
You hear the sound of Otis
And the voice of Marvin Gaye
In this smoky room
There's a jukebox, plays all night
And we can dance real close
Beneath the pulse of a neon light
That's where we meet
That's where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Ooh where we meet
Ooh where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
There's a downtown smell of cooking
From the flame on an open grill
There's a sax and a big bass pumping, Lord, have mercy
Ooh you can't sit still, oh, you can't sit still
That's where we meet
That's where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Ooh where we meet
Ooh where we meet
Me and you, rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street
Oh yeah, I can't sit still
Where we meet, in the club at the end of the street
I can't sit still
Where we meet, in the club at the end of the street
I can't sit still
Where we meet, at the club at the end of the street
I can't sit still
Where we meet, in the club at the end of the street
4-ый трек из альбома "Sleeping With The Past" (1989),
песня вышла также на сингле. 28-ая позиция в чарте
Billboard Hot 100.
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E.John, B.Taupin
Elton John
I've been out on this road some
Can't help feeling I've been showing my friends around
I've seen it growing from next to nothing
Into a giant eating up your town
Called up the tealeaves and the tarots
Asked the gypsy what she sees in the palm of our hands, oh, yeah
She saw a mountain and wild deer running
A crazy kid becoming a better man
But we stuck around for the fireworks
Waiting to explode
Shaped our futures, you a tumbleweed
And me on a yellow brick road
Pleasing the people some of the time
For better or for worse
An urban soul in a fine silk suit
And a heart out west in a Wrangler shirt
And you can't go back, and if you try it fails
Looking up ahead I see a rusty nail
A sign hanging from it saying, 'Truth for sale'
And that's what we did, no lies at all, just one more tale
About the captain and the kid
We've been missing at times in action
Can't imagine what he said he might do for you, oh, yeah
The devil got to come to the party sometimes
But he never got to wear our shoes
Oh, we've conjured up what we created
Way back then when I was standing up in six-inch heels
Now you're riding off into the sunset
And I'm still spinning like a Catherine wheel
But we stuck around for the battle
Waiting for a plan
To turn you into the brown dirt cowboy
And me into a rocket man
It pleases the people some of the time
Digging into our roots
But I got a brand new pair of shoes
And you're on a horse in old cowboy boots
And you can't go back, and if you try it fails
Looking up ahead I see a rusty nail
A sign hanging from it saying, 'Truth for sale'
And that's what we did, no lies at all, just one more tale
About the captain and the kid
No, you can't go back, and if you try it fails
Looking up ahead I see a rusty nail
A sign hanging from it saying, 'Truth for sale'
And that's what we did, no lies at all, just one more tale
About the captain and the kid
10-ый трек (5В) из альбома "The Captain & The Kid" (2006).
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