Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fried Hockey Boogie, artist - Canned Heat. Date of issue: 31.12.1967
Song language: English
Fried Hockey Boogie |
| Psst, psst, psst |
| Psst |
| Psst |
| That’s called gettin' ready for the boogie |
| Aw |
| Yeah, the «Fried Hockey Boogie» |
| Aw, yes |
| Ever since the days of our last album |
| Well, folks has come along and asked us why didn’t we uh, kinda uh, |
| get it on on our next record |
| So we kinda thought that over and decided that would be a pretty good idea |
| So well, we decided to demonstrate to you how each of the boys in the band does |
| his little thing |
| And the first |
| To do the boogie for you all this evening is the Blind Owl |
| Now, the Blind Owl is from Boston, Massachusetts, yeah |
| Blind Owl, do your boogie |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, all night boogie |
| Aw, alright |
| Yes, I know |
| Blind Owl, that was delightful |
| Now, in order to have a good boogie you gotta have a bottom |
| And uh, on the bottom, babies, we got Mr. Larry Taylor, alias the Mole |
| Now, Larry, he comes from New York |
| And uh, Memphis and L.A., and he claims to be from alot of other places |
| But Larry, can you hear me, Mole? |
| Can you hear me, baby? |
| Well, I wish you’d get it off for the folks, yeah |
| Rlght |
| Hey |
| Alright |
| Oh-ho |
| Hah |
| Oh-ho, yeah |
| Aw, that was too much, baby |
| Alright |
| Yeah, I know |
| Hope y’all satisfied |
| Lie back and relax, now |
| Because that’s what you gotta do |
| You gotta kinda sit back and mediate as the Maharishi said, yeah |
| Now, one day, about 23 years ago in Tacoma Park, Maryland there was a birth on |
| Christmas Day |
| That’s the day the Sunflower came into being, and I’m sure glad |
| Come on, bustle up that hammer |
| Go |
| Oh, oh-ho |
| Are you really experienced? |
| Love is a beautiful thing |
| Yes, love can be found anywhere |
| Even in a guitar, alright |
| Have mercy |
| Yeah |
| It’s even better than the last one, baby, yeah |
| Aw, yeah |
| Yeah, now, all the way from the south of the border here comes ol' Fito de la |
| Parra |
| Fito, beat it out, baby |
| Play it out and make the scene |
| Yay |
| Well, folks, that’s about all |
| All we got left is just one lonely minute |
| Oh my |
| Don’t you feel good now that you’ve listened to all that boogie? |
| I sure am glad |
| Goodbye, everybody |
| So long |
| So long, now |
| Well, I’m gone |
| Bye, babe, I’m gone |
| Well, I’m gone |
| Baby, yes, I’m gone |
| And don’t forget to boogie |
| Boogie |
| Boogie (Whoa!) |