Ola. Jeff Beck.

1. All shook up.

Bless my soul what's wrong with me, I'm itchin' like a man that's on a fuzzy tree, my friends say I'm acting as wild as a bug, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm all shook up. Ah, ah, ah, all shook up most of the time.

Well my knees are shakin' and my hands are gettin' weak. Can't seem to stand on my own two feet, who do you blame when you, oh, when you found such luck. I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love. I'm all shook up any old way.

Yea please don't ask me what's up on my mind, I'm a little mixed up but I'm feelin' fine, but that's alright. Oh, when I meet a girl that I've love best, my heart beats so and it scares me to death, but that's alright.

She touched my lips what a thrill I got, my heart beats like a volcano when it's red hot, I'm proud to say that she's my, oh, what a buttercup. I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love. I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love. I'm all shook up any old time, ah, yeah. That's alright, listen, that's ok too.

I'm in the mood for love, woman, I'm in the mood for love. My knees are shakin' and my elbows quakin', I can't seem to stand on my own two feet. All shook up, oh yeah.

Please don't ask me what's up on my mind, I'm a little mixed up but I'm feeling fine. I'm in the mood for love, woman, yeah. In the mood for love, come on babe. Bless my soul, what's wrong with me


2. Spanish boots.

I used to work and take a salary in a hole up near a foundry but it did not take me too long to get my boots on a so long. Long Spanish boots on a so long.

I took a day job in Bethlehem, I nearly threw in the towel then but it did not take me too long to get my boots on a so long. High Spanish boots on a so long. Dig it.

I took a Spanish haberdashery, restored with 15th century tapestry but oh, Mr. Nesbitt got the best of me so I strapped on my boots and said so long. Laced up my high boots and so long. Goodbye.

I'm on a job you see because my old boots they mean too much to me. Leather boots are just a mystery, put on my boots and said so long, High Spanish boots on and so long, put on my boots and said so long. Those old Spanish boots, put on my boots and said so long, high spanish boots. Yeah.




3. Girl from Mill Valley.

Instrumental.


4. Jailhouse rock.

The warden threw a party in the county jail, the prison band was there, and they began to wail. The band began to-jumping, they began to swing, you should have heard the knock down jailbird sing.

Let's rock, everybody let's rock, oh everybody in the whole cell block was dancing to the jailhouse rock. Number forty-seven said to number three, you're the cutest jailbird I ever did see, I sure would be delighted with your company so come and do the jailhouse rock with me.

Let's rock, everybody let's rock, oh everybody in the whole cell block was dancing to the jailhouse rock, yeah! Spider Murphy played on the tenor saxophone, Little Joe was blowin' on a slide trombone, drummer boy from Illinois was crash-a-bam boomin', the whole rhythm section was the purple gang.

Let's rock, everybody let's rock, everybody in the whole cell block was dancing to the jailhouse rock. Listen: Dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock. Everybody in the whole cell block was dancing to the jailhouse rock, yeah!

Everybody in the whole cell block dancing to the jailhouse rock. C'mon, dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock, dancing to the jailhouse rock, everybody in the whole cell block, was dancing to the jailhouse ...




5. Plynth (water down the drain)

I've woken up on mornings such as this and thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now. Every night for a year I've slept alone, my cold damp room looks worse than me. I got a fear of death that creeps on every night, I know I won't die soon but then again I might. Just like water down the drain I'm wasting away and oh, doctors can't help. A ghost of a man, that's me.

I'm going far, ah, ah, ah. And oh, water down the drain flows to the sea, the pattern of my life keeps a-hauntin' me. Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky, comes on down to the ground as time goes by. Ah, ah, ah, please don't weep for me when I'm gone, ah, ah, ah.

I got a fear of death that creeps on every night, I know I won't die soon but then again I might. Please don't weep for me when I'm gone, ah, ah, ah, a fear of death that creeps on every night.


6. The hangman's knee

Hangman hangman, slack your noose, slack it oh slack it, slack if for a while. There ain't no use in your hurrying me, ain't nothing gonna change things now.

Oh I ain't trying to prove your judges wrong and your jury oh your jury. I guess I know the way out, if you kill me with my canvas shirt, good god you can put my lawyer in jail.

It's just this twenty-two minutes to prepare yourself, I haven't been in this position before. Wash your hands, get your rabbit tail, find your waistcoat lock the door. Ohhh.

Get your rabbit tail, well yeah, get your rabbit tail and lock the door. Listen to this now.

Hangman slack your noose, oh slack it please slack it, oh would you slack it for a while, give me one more chance. There ain't no use in you hurrying me, good god nothing gonna stop me now. Oooo don't you worry, cause you never get your …, yeah well might get your waistcoat on.


7. Rice pudding.

Instrumental.

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Año: 1969.
Procedencia de la banda: Londres, Inglaterra.
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