Die Campbells - Ruk & Rol Treffers (Rock 'n' Roll Medley) (Key: OR Cmaj)

Title: Ruk & Rol Treffers (Rock 'n' Roll Medley)
Format: MP3 Backing Track - Instrumental - Karaoke
Created in the style of: Die Campbells
Genre: South African; Pop & Pop Rock; Rock & Soft Rock; Medley/Mashup
Language: English
Era: 2000s
Key: OR Cmaj
Backing vocals: No
Lyrics: Yes
 
SOME GIRLS
 
Some girls will
Some girls won’t
Some girls need a lot of loving
And some girls don’t
 
I know I’ve got the fever
But I don’t know why
Some say they will
And some girls lie
 
So here I am in front of you
Not really knowing what to do
My heart is feeling something new
Nervously I turn away from you
 
I see those looks you send to me
Is this the way it’s meant to be
That’s something we should talk about
O, how I wish we’d work it out
 
Some girls will
Some girls won’t
Some girls need a lot of loving
And some girls don’t
 
I know I’ve got the fever
But I don’t know why
Some say they will
And some girls lie
 
GREAT BALLS OF FIRE
 
You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain
Too much love drives a man insane
You broke my will, but what a thrill
Goodness gracious
Great balls of fire

I laughed at love 'cause I thought it was funny
You came along and moved me honey
I've changed my mind - this love’s fine
Goodness gracious
Great balls of fire

Kiss me baby, ooh
Feels good!
Hold me baby
I want to love you like a lover should
You're fine, so kind
I got to tell this world that your mine mine mine mine
 
I chew my nails and then I twiddle my thumsb
I’m real nervous but it sure is fun
Come on baby, you drive me crazy
Goodness gracious
Great balls of fire
 
INTERLUDE
 
JOHNNY B. GOODE
 
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
 
Go, go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go
I said go
Johnny B. Goode
 
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Beating to the rhythm of the riding train
Sitting and a-playing all alone in the shade
People passin' by, would stop and say hi
He could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
 
Go, go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go
I said go
Johnny B. Goode
 
GREASED LIGHTNING
 
We'll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel pods, oh yeah
(Keep talkin', whoah keep talkin')
Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh yeah
(I'll get the money, I'll see you get the money)
With a four-speed on the floor, we'll be waitin' at the door
You know without a doubt
I'll be waiting here tonight
Greased lightning
 
Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mound
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
Go, greased lightnin', you're crossin' through the hitblast chound
(Greased lightnin', go greased lightnin')
You are supreme, the chicks'll scream for greased lightnin'
 
INTERLUDE
 
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
 
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
 
TUTTI FRUTTI

Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty, ooh
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
A wop bop-b-luma b-lop bam bom
 
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty, ooh
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
Tutti frutti, oh rooty
A wop bop-b-luma b-lop bam bom
 
Composer: C. BERRY / L. DUNCAN / NICKY CHINN / OTIS BLACKWELL / R. PENNIMAN / W. CASEY / J. JACOBS / JACK HAMMER / LA BOSTRIE / MICHAEL CHAPMAN / J. LUBIN