WIZO - Nuazo Lyrics
Look out! look out! your Momma will shoutYou might as well go homeShe said my bed get's into your hairSo give me back my combBut youYou make things that get alongTurn out so wrongDoo ron, doo ronYou'd beter rock onThe band might play our songSee my baby jiveSee my baby jiveShe hangs onto me and she really goesWo - oh (wo - oh) wo - ohSee my baby jiveSuch a lazy jiveWell every one you meet coming down the streetJust to see my baby jiveThat tenor horn is turning me onHe's dropped down to his kneesOh boy that sax is calling me backThis dog aint got no fleasBut youYou dance all the guys up townInto the groundDoo ron ,doo ronYou gotta rock onYour Daddy aint coming homeSee my baby jiveSee my baby jiveShe hangs on to me and she really goesWo - oh (wo - oh) wo - ohSee my baby jiveSuch a lazy jiveWell every one you meet coming down the streetJust to see my baby jiveToo bad,So long,it's driving me madThe top down on my carI don't suppose that everyone knowsexactly who you arebut youYou make things that get alongturn out so wrongDoo ron, doo ronYou gotta rock onThe band might play our songSee my baby jiveSee my baby jiveShe hangs onto me and she really goesWo - oh (wo - oh) wo - ohSee my baby jiveSuch a lazy jiveEvery one you meet coming down the streetJust to see my baby jiveWo-oh See my baby jiveShe hangs onto me and she really goesWo - oh (wo - oh) wo - ohSee my baby jiveSuch a lazy jiveEvery one you meet coming down the street-aca
