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Thursday, February 2, 2017

Skate Board Dancin' - Zack Ferguson

(M Detto; J Scott) 1979

I'm out of sight like a disco flip
I'm really on a skateboard trip
Goin' to a party with roller feet
Speeding down a New York street

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

Look at the way I turn around
Bumping my ass upon the ground
Feeling the wind getting through my hair
The lights are red but I just don't care

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on
(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on

I'm out of sight like a disco flip
I'm really on a skateboard trip
Take a chance and do a three sixty
Move your feet to this board with me

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on
(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on

I'm out of sight like a disco flip
I'm really on a skateboard trip
Goin' to a party with roller feet
Speeding down a New York street

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

Ah ah
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'
Skate skate skate skate board dancin'

(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on
(Skateboard dancing) Moving on, moving on


Aa Aa Uu Ae Ae - Zack Ferguson

(M Logan; M Detto) 1979

One rainy day in december
The sky was cloudy and gray
I said farewell to the city of stone
They say there lies a land
Where people sing this way
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a

Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere

I stole away in a sail-boat
The wind blew heavy all night
The twister break off was very strong
I seemed to hear the sound of a far away voice,
it singing
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a

Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere

A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a

A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a

A lonely tropical island
A paradise in the sun
As I was taking a breath of fresh air
Two thousand motor cars and the sound of a telephone
it ringing

A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a
A-a u-a-e
E-e-u-a-a

Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
Sad to be lonely
Good to be free
As a bird not a care in the world
Gonna fly here and fly there and everywhere