| And I am all alone
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| There is no one here beside me
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| And my problems have all gone
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| There is no one to deride me
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| Ah, But you got to have friends!
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| The feeling’s oh so strong
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| You got to have friends
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| Mmm, To make that day last long
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| I had some firends but they’re gone, yeah
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| Somethin' came and took them away
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| And from the dusk 'til the dawn
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| Here is where I’ll stay
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| I got to stay, Woo!
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| She called up the doctor
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| To see what’s the matter
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| He said, «Come on over.»
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| I said, «Do I have to?»
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| My knees started aching
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| My wrists started shakin'
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| When the doctor said to me
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| Whoa, he said
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| Oh my my, oh my my
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| Can you boogie? |
| Can you slide?
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| Oh my my, oh my my
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| You can boogie if you try
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| Oh my my, oh my my
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| You know it’s guaranteed
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| To keep you alive
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| Whoa, no no no no no!
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| Now don’t make me go!
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| The head nurse, she blew in
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| Just like a tornado
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| When they started dancin'
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| I jumped off the table
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| I felt myself reeling
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| And as I was healing
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| This is what he said to me
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| Ow! |
| Oh my my, oh my my
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| Can you boogie? |
| Can you slide?
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| Oh my my, oh my my
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| You can boogie if you try
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| Oh my my, oh my my
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| You know it’s guaranteed
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| To keep you alive
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| Can you boogie?
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| Whoa, my my my my
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| Mu mu my mu mu my mu mu my
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| My my my
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| Can I boogie? |
| Can I boogie? |
| Can I boogie?
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| Can I boogie woogie?
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| Can you boogie?
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| Yes I can, yes I can, yes I can
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| Can you boogie?
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| Yes I can, yes I can, yes I can
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| Can you boogie?
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| Yes I can, yes I can, yes I can
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| «Can I boogie?
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| Can I boogie?
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| What kind of asshole
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| Question is that?. |
| . |
| .»
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| Hello, Cleveland!
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| Did ya' miss me? |
| Good!
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| How many of you thought we were
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| Gonna do the entire show in the bed?
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| How many of you were hoping
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| We would do the entire show in the bed?
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| I don’t do shows in bed no more, I’m an artiste
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| Oh, now this hospital motif was suggested to me
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| By my recent stay in a very plush
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| Beverly Hills Medical Center
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| Now many of you, may have heard
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| That I was striken with apendicitis
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| But I am here to tell you the truth, Cleveland
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| And that is, that in a spasm of sisterly generosity
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| I donated my tits to Cher!
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| Oooh! |
| And she was so glad to get 'em
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| I can’t even begin to tell you!
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| Oh Honey, we spared no expense for you this time!
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| We did it all!
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| We washed
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| We showered
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| We Shaved
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| We FDS’d ourselves into a stuper!
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| And why, why did we do all this?
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| I’ll tell you why we did all this!
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| On account of we heard, On account of we heard
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| There was a depression goin' on out here
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| And we all wanted to cheer you up
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| But y’all, y’all don’t look to depressed
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| Except for you honey, You look like shi-i-it! |