Re: outlaw fest

cpyle4bob wrote:

6/22
my Babe

My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh, yeah, she don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh, yeah she don't stand no cheatin'
She don't stand none of that midnight creepin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My babe, I know she love me, my babe
Oh, yes, I know she love me, my babe
Oh, yes, I know she love me
She don't do nothin' but kiss and hug me
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh, no, she don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh, no, she don't stand no cheatin'
Everything she do she do so pleasin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My baby don't stand no foolin', my babe
Oh, yeah, she don't stand no foolin', my babe
Oh, yeah, she don't stand no foolin'
When she's hot there ain't no coolin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe (She's my baby)

(True little baby)
She's my baby (True little baby)
She's my baby (True little baby)
She's my baby (True little baby)
She's my baby (True little baby)
She's my baby

little queenie
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again
Standin over by the record machine
Looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
She's in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance and I oughta take it
If she can dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine
Looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile, I was still thinkin'
If it's a slow song
We'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's a good, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie

mr blue
Our guardian star lost all his glow The day that I lost you
He lost all his glitter the day you said, "no" And his silver turned to blue
Like him I am doubtful that our love is true
But if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mister Blue
I stay at home at night
Right by the phone at night
But you won't call and I won't hurt my pride
Call me Mister
I won't tell you While you paint the town A bright red to turn it upside down
I'm painting it too
But I'm painting it blue
Call me Mister Blue
Call me Mister Blue

the fool
Gather round me buddies
Hold your glasses high
And drink to a fool, a crazy fool who told his baby goodbye

Too late he found out he loves her
So much he wants to die
But drink to a fool, a crazy fool who told his baby goodbye

He needs her, he needs her so
He wonders why he let her go-oo-oo

She's found a new love, buddy
He's a lucky guy
So drink to the fool, 'cause I'm that fool who told his baby goodbye

He needs her, he needs her so
He wonders why he let her go-oo-oo

She's found a new love, buddy
He's a lucky guy
So drink to the fool, 'cause I'm that fool who told my baby goodbye
My baby goodbye
Who told my baby, who told my baby...

Thanks Chris, Little Queenie I remember well from the Rolling Stones
version.
The others are somewhat new to me.