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Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Americana Deluxe Album Lyrics



Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Americana Deluxe Lyrics






The Boogie Bumper

Alright boys, come on...yeah!

Alright kid...bring it on down now!
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Writer: SCOTT MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Mr. Pinstripe Suit

Hey folks here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher
She was a low-down Hoochie Koocher
She was the roughest toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale
Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi
(Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi)
Hodey odey odey oh
(Hodey odey odey oh)
Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee
(Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee)
Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho
(Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho)
She messed around with a bloke named smokey
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down to Chinatown
And showed her how to kick the gong around
Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi
(Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi)
Whooooooooaaaap!
(Whooooooooaaaap!)
Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee
(Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee)
Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho
(Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho)
She had a dream about the King of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin'
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with the platinum wheels
-----
He gave her is townhouse and his racin' horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
Had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them a million times
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Poor Min'
Poor Min'
Poor Min'....
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King of Swing

When you feel your bones a shakin,
and your temperature is risen,
and the groove begins to move you,
it's the King of Swing....
'King of Swing'


When you see those fires' burnin,
and your fever is a risin
An the drums begin a poundin
It's the King of Swing...
'King of Swing'
'King of Swing'
'King of Swing'
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Writer: SCOTT MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Minnie The Moocher

Folks, here's a story about Minnie the Moocher
She was a red hot hoochie-koocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Oh oh oh oh
Hee dee hee dee hee dee hee
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

She messed around with a bloke named Smoky
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down to Chinatown
And he showed her how to kick the gong around

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh ho ho ho

She had a dream about the King of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin'
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels

Hidee hidee hidee hidee hidee hidee hi
Hodee hodee hodee hodee hodee oh
Skeedle a booka diki biki skeedly beeka gookity woop
A booriki booriki booriki Hoy

He gave her his townhouse and his racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
She had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them all a million times

Hidee hidee hidee hi
Hooh whoaa oh oh whoa
Hidee hidee hidee hi

Poor Min, Poor Min, Poor Min
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Writer: CAB CALLOWAY, CLARENCE GASKILL, IRVING MILLS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




You and Me and The Bottle Makes 3 Tonight

Hey Jack...I know what your thinking
That now's as good as any to start drinking
Hey Scotty...Yeah...What's it gonna be
A gin & tonic sounds might mighty good to me

Man I know I gotta go it's the same thing every time
But I don't think another drinks' gonna make me lose my mind
So I think about my next drink
And it's you & me and the bottle makes 3 tonight

Well I know this cat named Moe
He wanders to and fro
His and my favorite waterin' hole
I said Hey Moe, how you doing, where have you been
He said, I've been fine with my whiskey, wine and gin

Man I know I gotta go it's the same thing every time
But I don't think another drinks' gonna make me lose my mind
So I think about my next drink
And it's you & me and the bottle makes 3 tonight
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Writer: GARY BARLOW
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Jump With My Baby

Now, I'm the King of the Swinger's Ball.
Jumbo V.I.P.
I Witchitan had this job,
And that's what's bothering me.
A wannabe a man maker can stroll right into town.
And be just like the other man.
I'm tired of monkeying around.
So, oooh-oooh-oooh.
I wan'na be just like you.
I wan'na walk like you,
Talk like you, ooh-ooh do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.
Yeah.
Now, don't you mess with me, Maker,
I made a deal with you.
What I desire is man's red fire,
So I can be just like you.
Now, don't you mess with me, Maker,
And screw me out of you.
So, give the power of man's red flower,
So I can be just like you.
So, ooh-ooh-ooh.
I wan'na be just like you.
I wan'na walk like you,
Talk like you, ooh-ooh do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.
Yes, and ooh.
I wan'na be just like you.
I wan'na walk like you,
Talk like you, ooh-ooh do.
You see, it's true,
An ape like me
Can learn to be human, too.
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Writer: SCOTT MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Maddest Kind Of Love

"The maddest kind of love,
is a love you know is wrong,
it burns a hole, right through your soul,
and cuts you like a knife.
The maddest kind of love,
is a love you know won't last,
it fills your heart with passion,
makes you lie about your past,
you know I speak from experience,
livin' each day,
its something she does,
something she'll say.
Its the maddest kind of love.
The maddest kind of love,
is a love just for the thrill,
it doesn't have a conscience,
only lives, for the kill.
The maddest kind of love
is a love you know's a lie,
it leaves feeling empty,
too weak, too cold to cry.
You know I speak from experience,
livin' each day,
it's something she'll do,
something she'll say.
Its the maddest kind of love.
Its a mad, mad love.
Its the maddest kind of love.
Its a mad, mad love.
wooooooooo yeah,
You know I speak from experience,
livin' each day,
its something she does,
its something she'll say,
its the maddest kind of love,
its a mad, mad love,
its a maddest kind of love,
its a mad, mad love,
ooooooooooh yeah, you're in love
(yeah),
don't fall in love...
ooooooooooooooooooooooh..."
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Go Daddy-O

Go, daddy-o!
Go, daddy-o!
Go, daddy-o!

Go, daddy-o!
Go, daddy-o!
Go, daddy-o!

Go!
Go!
Go!
Go!
Go!
Go!

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Writer: SCOTT MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Please Baby

(Scotty Morris)
Now....Friends let me tell you about this cat that I once met.
Smooth talker...with an export cigarette.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand,
and no one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band.
Now he strolls through the city like a big ol' alley cat
with his pinstripe suit and a big bad voodoo hat.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a kitten on his hand,
and no one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band.
*Chorus*
Hey Mr. Pinstripe Suit.
Hey Mr. Hi De Hi De Ho.
Well I know you got the answers that we all wanna know.
Hey Mr. Wingtip Shoes.
Hey Mr. Always On The Go.
Well I know you got the answers that we all wanna know.
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Writer: SCOTTY A. MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Mambo Swing

(Scotty Morris)
The maddest kind of love...is a love you know is wrong
It burns a hole right through your soul
And cuts you like a knife.
The maddest kind of love...is a love you know won't last
It fills your heart with passion
And makes you lie about your past.
You know I speak from experience
I live it each day
It's something she does
It's something she'll say
It's the maddest kind of love.
The maddest kind of love...is a love just for the thrill
It doesn't have a conscience
Only lives... for the kill
The maddest kind of love...is a love you know's a lie
It leaves you feeling empty
Too weak too cold to cry.
You know I speak from experience
I live it each day
It's something she does
It's something she'll say
It's the maddest kind of love.
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Writer: SCOTT MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Jumpin Jack

(Scotty Morris)
Jump with my baby
I wanna jump with my baby and I don't mean maybe tonight.
I wanna jump with my baby and I don't mean maybe tonight
I wanna jump all night it's gonna be all right with her.
I wanna swing with my baby and I don't mean maybe tonight.
I wanna swing with my baby and I don't mean maybe tonight.
I'm gonna swing all night it's gonna be all right with her.
I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight
I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight
I'm gonna jump all night its gonna be all right with her.
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So Long-Farewell-Goodbye

(Scotty Morris)
So long my friends, farewell goodbye
I'd love to stay an play and sing for awhile,
But it's time to hit the road and say goodbye
So long farewell goodbye
Goodbye to my friends I'm glad you were here
It's time for us to go and get another beer
Well I'd like to see your smiling faces again
So goodbye my friends bye-bye
Thank you for the open invitation
Your kind applause and adulation,
But look at the time lord we got to fly
So long farewell baby bye-bye
Hey there now friends, it's time to go,
But we'll return and do another show
When we come back drop in and say hi
So long farewell bye-bye
So long farewell baby bye-bye,
And now we're leaving with tears in our eyes
We'll be back soon so don't you cry
So long farewell bye-bye
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Writer: SCOTTY A. MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing






Americana Deluxe is the second studio album by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy. This album is also sometimes called Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, as the album cover prominently displays a stylized "Big Bad Voodoo Daddy" logo and does not feature the phrase "Americana Deluxe" on it. However, the liner notes and the band's website clearly show that the title is Americana Deluxe.
Genre(s): Swing revival, Swing
Length: 54:21
Released: February 24th, 1998
Year: 1998

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