Red Hot Chili Peppers Lyrics
Red Hot Chili Peppers Lyrics
"Get Up And Jump Lyrics"
Love Profusion Lyrics
There are too many questions There is not one solution There is no resurrection There is so much confusion And the love profusion You make me feel You make me know And the love
There are too many questions There is not one solution There is no resurrection There is so much confusion And the love profusion You make me feel You make me know And the love
Get up and jump, get up and jump, get up, get up, get up and jump
Jump on up
Jump on down
Just jump a jump a jump a jump a jump around
Jump the day away
Jump all over town
'cos jumpin' is O.K. in a jumpin' kinda way, hey hey!
Jump a boy
Jump a girl
Jump a rope
Jump for joy
Just don't stop jumpin'
Keep your heart muscle pumpin'
Hillel be jumpin' on that l
Gotta Travel On Lyrics
I've laid around and played around this old town too long Summer's almost gone yes winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I gotta travel o
ittle baby frumpkinI've laid around and played around this old town too long Summer's almost gone yes winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I gotta travel o
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
When you're just standing or sitting still
Think about the frogs gettin' a thrill
Take a little lesson from the kangaroos
Don't you know they're jumpin' foos, jump you!
Jump a nun
Jump a Jack
Jump for fun
Jump back
How's about us jumpin' in the sack?
And now, it's time for a jump attack
Get
Me And My Shadow Lyrics
Writer(s): Dave Dreyer - Al Jolson - Billy Rose (This is the duet with Sammy Davis, Jr.) Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'
p and jump (X8)Writer(s): Dave Dreyer - Al Jolson - Billy Rose (This is the duet with Sammy Davis, Jr.) Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie
To the tune of slima Billy
Lookin' like you're mighty silly
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Mister Mexican jumpin' bean knows
His fun is skeaky clean
Christ, how'd ya think that he got so clean?
Not from sittin' on his goddamn spleen. Get up!
Oh, I be jumpin'
Mirtha Jung Treats Her Guests Well Lyrics
Your sleeves Are so clich? So I wear it on my face Abusing your control Yet again, and again! You abuse...! Your...! You abuse...! Stumbling cross white
I be jumpin' I be jumpin' aloneYour sleeves Are so clich? So I wear it on my face Abusing your control Yet again, and again! You abuse...! Your...! You abuse...! Stumbling cross white
I be jumpin' for the phone
I be jumpin' Misses Jones
I really wanna jump on Kinski's bones
Get up and jump (X8)
Get up and jump (X8)
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie
To the tune of slima Billy
Lookin' like you're mighty silly
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?