| Now if you’ve ever been down to New Orleans
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| Then you can understand just what I mean
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| All thru the week it’s quiet as a mouse
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| But on Saturday night they go from house to house
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| You don’t have to pay the usual admission
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| If you’re a cook, a waiter or a good musician
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| So if you happen to be just passin' by
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| Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| Now my buddy and me was on the main stem
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| Foolin' around just me and him
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| We decided we could use a little something to eat
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| So we went to a house on Rampart Street
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| We knocked on the door and it opened up with ease
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| And a lush little Miss said, «Come in, please»
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| And before we could even bat an eye
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| We were right in the middle of a big fish fry
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
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| And Sam was jivin' Jimmie’s wife
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| Over in the corner was a beat up grand
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| Being played by a big fat piano man
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| Some of the chicks wore expensive frocks
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| Some of them had on bobbie socks
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| But everybody was nice and high
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| At this particular Saturday Night Fish Fry
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| Now the women were screamin' and jumpin' and yellin'
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| The bottles was flyin', and the fish was smellin'
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| And way above all the noise we made
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| Somebody hollered, «You better get outta here, this is a raid!»
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| I didn’t know we was breaking the law but
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| Somebody reached over and hit me on the jaw
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| Now they had us blocked off from front to back
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| And they was puttin' 'em in the wagon like potatoes in a sack
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| I knew I could get away if I had a chance
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| But I was shakin' like I had the St. Vitus dance
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| So I tried to crawl in under a bath tab
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| When a policeman said, «Where are you goin' there, bub?»
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| Now they got us out of there like a house on fire
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| And put us all in the black Maria
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| Now they might have missed a pitiful few
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| But they got both me and my buddy too
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| Well we headed for jail in a dazed condition
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| They booked each one of us on suspicion
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| Now my chick came down and paid my bail
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| And finally got me outta that rotten jail
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| Now if you ever want to get a fist in your eye
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| Just mention a Saturday Night Fish Fry
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| I don’t care how many fish in the sea
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| But don’t ever mention a fish to me
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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| It was rockin', it was rockin'
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| You never seen such scufflin'
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| And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn |
Інформація про пісню На цій сторінці ви можете ознайомитися з текстом пісні Saturday Night Fish Fry, Parts 1 & 2, виконавця - Louis Jordan. Пісня з альбому The Anthology, у жанрі Традиционный джаз