作曲 : Joe Sherman/Noel Sherman
Once upon a time a song had melody and rhyme
And lovely ballads used to fill the air!
The songs were sweet and lyrical,
And sang about the miracle
Of love in bloom and love beyond despair.
But gone are the June songs,
The how-high-the-moon songs.
And baritones who used to sing romantic
Are singing songs more frantic than romantic.
A-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
Throw away your senses and your self-control.
But brother I’ve got news,
Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
There some simple rules, some don’ts and dos
If you want to sell a record, stick to rumpus’ old shoes
Dungarees, bubble gum, peroxide side hair
Not a day dream, girl, it’s a real nightmare
But no no no,
Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
Now when a guy has got an eye for some tomatah
He would never dare, to call her lady fair,
If he doesn’t call his girl an alligator
He’s the lowest form of human
He’s a square…
Now when tin-pan alley serenades a beauty
Do they sing of Rosemarie or sweet Lorraine?
No, they dedicate a hymn to tutti-frutti
Who’s as tender as a dame from Micky Spillane
Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
Why do foo-ools fall in lo-ove?
Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
Cookie, go park the car.
(You know, I often wondered if Rock and Roll had been out quite a few years ago, whether some of the songs that were popular then, might have sounded a wee bit like this…)
Pretend your sloppy when your blue ooh ooh ooh ooh
Some beat-up dungarees will do ooh ooh ooh ooh
(Or perhaps…)
Answer me, daddy-oh,
Does your mother come from Kokomo
All she ever says is go go go
Forget it, daddy-oh
They (they)
A they tried (they tried)
A they tried a to (they tried a to)
A they tried a to tell (they tried a to tell)
A they tried a to tell us (what?)
They tried to tell us we’re too young
To go ste-eh-eady my lo-ove
Eady, my lo-ove
Talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
I said, talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, you’re to wholesome
Won’t you dig me at the coffee house tonight
Many cats have been drug on your doorstep
They just lie there, and they die there!
Let’m lie there, let’m die there!
Oh Mona, don’t be mean, let’s make the scene tonight.
(And we can’t forget this one by all means…)
There was a cat
A very strange enchanted cat
They say he traveled very far
Played guitar
In his hopped-up car.
He said, come dwell,
In heartbreak hotel.
I think Elvis was his name.
And then one day,
The crazy day he passed my way,
And while we spoke of many things,
Hot rod kings,
Daddy-oh said he.
The greatest thing,
You’ll ever learn,
Is just to rock and be rolled in return!
I said a-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
Throw away your senses and your self-control.
But brother I’ve got news, sir
Nathaniel must refuse ya,
Mr. Cole
Won’t rock and roll!
(What, what am I doin’? I got carried away over there…)
I’ve got news, sir
Nathaniel must refuse ya,
Mr. Cole
Won’t rock and roll!
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Joe Sherman/Noel Sherman
[00:06.815]Once upon a time a song had melody and rhyme
[00:10.464]And lovely ballads used to fill the air!
[00:15.837]The songs were sweet and lyrical,
[00:17.986]And sang about the miracle
[00:20.977]Of love in bloom and love beyond despair.
[00:24.885]But gone are the June songs,
[00:27.310]The how-high-the-moon songs.
[00:30.212]And baritones who used to sing romantic
[00:36.665]Are singing songs more frantic than romantic.
[00:49.921]A-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
[00:52.988]You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
[00:56.281]Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
[00:59.645]Throw away your senses and your self-control.
[01:02.396]But brother I’ve got news,
[01:05.117]Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
[01:08.989]There some simple rules, some don’ts and dos
[01:11.932]If you want to sell a record, stick to rumpus’ old shoes
[01:15.643]Dungarees, bubble gum, peroxide side hair
[01:18.908]Not a day dream, girl, it’s a real nightmare
[01:21.159]But no no no,
[01:23.544]Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
[01:30.993]Now when a guy has got an eye for some tomatah
[01:45.111]He would never dare, to call her lady fair,
[01:46.118]If he doesn’t call his girl an alligator
[01:52.336]He’s the lowest form of human
[01:54.993]He’s a square…
[01:57.467]Now when tin-pan alley serenades a beauty
[02:04.509]Do they sing of Rosemarie or sweet Lorraine?
[02:10.550]No, they dedicate a hymn to tutti-frutti
[02:22.159]Who’s as tender as a dame from Micky Spillane
[02:34.532]Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
[02:44.839]Why do foo-ools fall in lo-ove?
[02:48.243]Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
[02:58.409]Cookie, go park the car.
[03:02.883](You know, I often wondered if Rock and Roll had been out quite a few years ago, whether some of the songs that were popular then, might have sounded a wee bit like this…)
[03:15.113]Pretend your sloppy when your blue ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:21.343]Some beat-up dungarees will do ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:27.987](Or perhaps…)
[03:29.708]Answer me, daddy-oh,
[03:36.115]Does your mother come from Kokomo
[03:40.425]All she ever says is go go go
[03:44.279]Forget it, daddy-oh
[03:46.189]They (they)
[03:48.756]A they tried (they tried)
[03:51.164]A they tried a to (they tried a to)
[03:52.894]A they tried a to tell (they tried a to tell)
[03:54.931]A they tried a to tell us (what?)
[03:58.051]They tried to tell us we’re too young
[04:05.473]To go ste-eh-eady my lo-ove
[04:10.933]Eady, my lo-ove
[04:20.827]Talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
[04:25.849]I said, talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
[04:31.727]Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, you’re to wholesome
[04:37.516]Won’t you dig me at the coffee house tonight
[04:43.606]Many cats have been drug on your doorstep
[04:49.178]They just lie there, and they die there!
[04:56.002]Let’m lie there, let’m die there!
[05:01.069]Oh Mona, don’t be mean, let’s make the scene tonight.
[05:08.341](And we can’t forget this one by all means…)
[05:11.533]There was a cat
[05:14.967]A very strange enchanted cat
[05:18.985]They say he traveled very far
[05:22.582]Played guitar
[05:24.643]In his hopped-up car.
[05:27.427]He said, come dwell,
[05:31.169]In heartbreak hotel.
[05:34.581]I think Elvis was his name.
[05:43.143]And then one day,
[05:46.290]The crazy day he passed my way,
[05:50.386]And while we spoke of many things,
[05:54.475]Hot rod kings,
[05:56.180]Daddy-oh said he.
[06:00.376]The greatest thing,
[06:06.185]You’ll ever learn,
[06:13.260]Is just to rock and be rolled in return!
[06:27.783]I said a-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
[06:30.898]You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
[06:33.719]Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
[06:36.767]Throw away your senses and your self-control.
[06:39.375]But brother I’ve got news, sir
[06:42.713]Nathaniel must refuse ya,
[06:45.550]Mr. Cole
[06:47.643]Won’t rock and roll!
[07:11.797](What, what am I doin’? I got carried away over there…)
[07:14.422]I’ve got news, sir
[07:16.790]Nathaniel must refuse ya,
[07:19.661]Mr. Cole
[07:21.604]Won’t rock and roll!
📝
纯歌词版本
作曲 : Joe Sherman/Noel Sherman
Once upon a time a song had melody and rhyme
And lovely ballads used to fill the air!
The songs were sweet and lyrical,
And sang about the miracle
Of love in bloom and love beyond despair.
But gone are the June songs,
The how-high-the-moon songs.
And baritones who used to sing romantic
Are singing songs more frantic than romantic.
A-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
Throw away your senses and your self-control.
But brother I’ve got news,
Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
There some simple rules, some don’ts and dos
If you want to sell a record, stick to rumpus’ old shoes
Dungarees, bubble gum, peroxide side hair
Not a day dream, girl, it’s a real nightmare
But no no no,
Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
Now when a guy has got an eye for some tomatah
He would never dare, to call her lady fair,
If he doesn’t call his girl an alligator
He’s the lowest form of human
He’s a square…
Now when tin-pan alley serenades a beauty
Do they sing of Rosemarie or sweet Lorraine?
No, they dedicate a hymn to tutti-frutti
Who’s as tender as a dame from Micky Spillane
Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
Why do foo-ools fall in lo-ove?
Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
Cookie, go park the car.
(You know, I often wondered if Rock and Roll had been out quite a few years ago, whether some of the songs that were popular then, might have sounded a wee bit like this…)
Pretend your sloppy when your blue ooh ooh ooh ooh
Some beat-up dungarees will do ooh ooh ooh ooh
(Or perhaps…)
Answer me, daddy-oh,
Does your mother come from Kokomo
All she ever says is go go go
Forget it, daddy-oh
They (they)
A they tried (they tried)
A they tried a to (they tried a to)
A they tried a to tell (they tried a to tell)
A they tried a to tell us (what?)
They tried to tell us we’re too young
To go ste-eh-eady my lo-ove
Eady, my lo-ove
Talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
I said, talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, you’re to wholesome
Won’t you dig me at the coffee house tonight
Many cats have been drug on your doorstep
They just lie there, and they die there!
Let’m lie there, let’m die there!
Oh Mona, don’t be mean, let’s make the scene tonight.
(And we can’t forget this one by all means…)
There was a cat
A very strange enchanted cat
They say he traveled very far
Played guitar
In his hopped-up car.
He said, come dwell,
In heartbreak hotel.
I think Elvis was his name.
And then one day,
The crazy day he passed my way,
And while we spoke of many things,
Hot rod kings,
Daddy-oh said he.
The greatest thing,
You’ll ever learn,
Is just to rock and be rolled in return!
I said a-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
Throw away your senses and your self-control.
But brother I’ve got news, sir
Nathaniel must refuse ya,
Mr. Cole
Won’t rock and roll!
(What, what am I doin’? I got carried away over there…)
I’ve got news, sir
Nathaniel must refuse ya,
Mr. Cole
Won’t rock and roll!
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Joe Sherman/Noel Sherman
[00:06.815]Once upon a time a song had melody and rhyme
[00:10.464]And lovely ballads used to fill the air!
[00:15.837]The songs were sweet and lyrical,
[00:17.986]And sang about the miracle
[00:20.977]Of love in bloom and love beyond despair.
[00:24.885]But gone are the June songs,
[00:27.310]The how-high-the-moon songs.
[00:30.212]And baritones who used to sing romantic
[00:36.665]Are singing songs more frantic than romantic.
[00:49.921]A-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
[00:52.988]You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
[00:56.281]Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
[00:59.645]Throw away your senses and your self-control.
[01:02.396]But brother I’ve got news,
[01:05.117]Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
[01:08.989]There some simple rules, some don’ts and dos
[01:11.932]If you want to sell a record, stick to rumpus’ old shoes
[01:15.643]Dungarees, bubble gum, peroxide side hair
[01:18.908]Not a day dream, girl, it’s a real nightmare
[01:21.159]But no no no,
[01:23.544]Mr. Cole won’t rock and roll!
[01:30.993]Now when a guy has got an eye for some tomatah
[01:45.111]He would never dare, to call her lady fair,
[01:46.118]If he doesn’t call his girl an alligator
[01:52.336]He’s the lowest form of human
[01:54.993]He’s a square…
[01:57.467]Now when tin-pan alley serenades a beauty
[02:04.509]Do they sing of Rosemarie or sweet Lorraine?
[02:10.550]No, they dedicate a hymn to tutti-frutti
[02:22.159]Who’s as tender as a dame from Micky Spillane
[02:34.532]Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
[02:44.839]Why do foo-ools fall in lo-ove?
[02:48.243]Ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah, ahoohwah oohwah,
[02:58.409]Cookie, go park the car.
[03:02.883](You know, I often wondered if Rock and Roll had been out quite a few years ago, whether some of the songs that were popular then, might have sounded a wee bit like this…)
[03:15.113]Pretend your sloppy when your blue ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:21.343]Some beat-up dungarees will do ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:27.987](Or perhaps…)
[03:29.708]Answer me, daddy-oh,
[03:36.115]Does your mother come from Kokomo
[03:40.425]All she ever says is go go go
[03:44.279]Forget it, daddy-oh
[03:46.189]They (they)
[03:48.756]A they tried (they tried)
[03:51.164]A they tried a to (they tried a to)
[03:52.894]A they tried a to tell (they tried a to tell)
[03:54.931]A they tried a to tell us (what?)
[03:58.051]They tried to tell us we’re too young
[04:05.473]To go ste-eh-eady my lo-ove
[04:10.933]Eady, my lo-ove
[04:20.827]Talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
[04:25.849]I said, talk to me Mona, whisper in my ear
[04:31.727]Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, you’re to wholesome
[04:37.516]Won’t you dig me at the coffee house tonight
[04:43.606]Many cats have been drug on your doorstep
[04:49.178]They just lie there, and they die there!
[04:56.002]Let’m lie there, let’m die there!
[05:01.069]Oh Mona, don’t be mean, let’s make the scene tonight.
[05:08.341](And we can’t forget this one by all means…)
[05:11.533]There was a cat
[05:14.967]A very strange enchanted cat
[05:18.985]They say he traveled very far
[05:22.582]Played guitar
[05:24.643]In his hopped-up car.
[05:27.427]He said, come dwell,
[05:31.169]In heartbreak hotel.
[05:34.581]I think Elvis was his name.
[05:43.143]And then one day,
[05:46.290]The crazy day he passed my way,
[05:50.386]And while we spoke of many things,
[05:54.475]Hot rod kings,
[05:56.180]Daddy-oh said he.
[06:00.376]The greatest thing,
[06:06.185]You’ll ever learn,
[06:13.260]Is just to rock and be rolled in return!
[06:27.783]I said a-one, a-two, a-three o’clock, a-four o’clock rock.
[06:30.898]You gotta sing rock or else you go in hock.
[06:33.719]Five, a-six, a-seven o’clock, a-eight o’clock roll.
[06:36.767]Throw away your senses and your self-control.
[06:39.375]But brother I’ve got news, sir
[06:42.713]Nathaniel must refuse ya,
[06:45.550]Mr. Cole
[06:47.643]Won’t rock and roll!
[07:11.797](What, what am I doin’? I got carried away over there…)
[07:14.422]I’ve got news, sir
[07:16.790]Nathaniel must refuse ya,
[07:19.661]Mr. Cole
[07:21.604]Won’t rock and roll!