Lyrics
Rockabilly Serenade
Romany Club Rex
Was lookin' for sex
At the Meat Market Bar and Grill around nine
He got up his nerve
He walked up to this girl
He was steady
He was ready
And he fed her the line
She said, "Baby, I'm yours
"Don't say anymore
"Just lead me down into temptation and sin!"
She grabbed that boy by the neck
And hauled him out through the back
Nobody ever saw him again.
But it ain't here
It ain't there
You can't hold on to the music in the air
You might stand back there by the door
But the cool breeze is out on that old dance floor
And I'm ready
I'm willin'
I can't wait
To play a Rockabilly Serenade
Sidewalk Sid
Was flippin'
His lid
Keepin' it hid
As he slid into the alley
There was a gal on the street
Kind of dirty, but sweet
Her name was Soiled Dove Sally
He gave her a hit
As the street lamps all lit
For a moment the whole town seemed empty
Sid said, "Valentine,
"Your lips taste like wine,
Vintage MD 20 20."
But it ain't here
It ain't there
You can't hold on to the music in the air
You might stand back there by the door
But the cool breeze is out on that old dance floor
And I'm ready
I'm willin'
I can't wait
To play a Rockabilly Serenade
Old Hardy Har
He sits at the bar
His cigar
Looks like a part of his jaw
He holds a '57 grudge
That just won't budge
About a Buick that he bought
From his brother- in- law
The poor boy is lost
Old Jack is his boss
He mumbles, "Someday I'll get even."
The waitress gives a shove
Says, "Brother, you've had enough."
He says, "You touch me again and I'm leavin'! "
But it ain't here
It ain't there
You can't hold on
To the music in the air
You might stand back there by the door
But the cool breeze is out on that old dance floor
I'm ready
I'm willin'
I can't wait
To play a Rockabilly Serenade
At the All Night Cafe
The waitress does things her way
Feedin' food to the drunks to be sick on
The jukebox is held ransom
By Country and Western
There ain't no rockabilly to pick from
Miss Blue Plate's a dish
I'd like to give her a kiss
But tonight I'm just a coffee to go
I burn a donut out
On that old truck route
And baby, I'm back on the road
But it ain't here
It ain't there
You can't old on
To the music in the air
You might stand back there by the door
But the cool breeze is out on that old dance floor
And I'm ready
I'm willin'
I can't wait
To play a Rockabilly Serenade