Song | Too pooped to pop |
Artist | Chuck Berry |
Album | Gold |
作词 : Berry | |
Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen | |
He goes to all the dances and they call him cha-cha king | |
He cha-cha抯 when the band is playin?rock and roll | |
He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold. (Chorus): | |
Because he抯 too pooped to pop, too old a soul | |
Hips gettin?weaker when he tries to do the stroll | |
And every time his feet get to go in one way | |
Here comes a new dance and it抯 goin?to stray. | |
Chicks told | |
Casey, 揧ou better move man, | |
This is only a one night stand?br> | |
Casey wasn抰 in time but he was dancin?awhile | |
Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style. 2x | |
Chorus Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo | |
This might have been fine back in '22 | |
Now, I抦 gonna give you fellows just a little tip | |
If you wanna keep your girl you抎 better get hip | |
Or, you抣l be too pooped to pop, too old a soul | |
You hips are gettin?weaker when you抣l try to do the stroll | |
And every time your feet gettin?to go in one way | |
Here comes a new dance you抣l be left to stray. |
zuò cí : Berry | |
Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen | |
He goes to all the dances and they call him chacha king | |
He chacha zhā when the band is playin? rock and roll | |
He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold. Chorus: | |
Because he zhā too pooped to pop, too old a soul | |
Hips gettin? weaker when he tries to do the stroll | |
And every time his feet get to go in one way | |
Here comes a new dance and it zhā goin? to stray. | |
Chicks told | |
Casey, là ou better move man, | |
This is only a one night stand? br | |
Casey wasn yāng in time but he was dancin? awhile | |
Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style. 2x | |
Chorus Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo | |
This might have been fine back in ' 22 | |
Now, I bǐng gonna give you fellows just a little tip | |
If you wanna keep your girl you yǔn better get hip | |
Or, you yun l be too pooped to pop, too old a soul | |
You hips are gettin? weaker when you yun l try to do the stroll | |
And every time your feet gettin? to go in one way | |
Here comes a new dance you yun l be left to stray. |