Tin Pan Alley

Standard, . Intro verse 1 The cats are all crazy Mona Lisa. they try to say my future is stone. They say they make all the rights calls, to all the right numbers that the fat cats know. But these wheels were meant for burning, these wings weren't meant to last. And in the end it's all fireworks and smoke rings, a treacherous road, baby, try not to crash. And keep your singin' voice gold and put your red shoes on. I just wanna sing motown soul, and buy my baby something nice to take home. i wanna dance with the poor girls, Senora, i just wanna dance... verse 2 and after all it's just a crazy dream baby, all the good cards burn up in a flash. and my my it's getting late Cinderella, how long before these dresses turn right back to rags And - don't forget about your home, boy, we almost died at them gates, thank the good Lord for sending his angels, in a '49 Mercury for lightning fast getaways. And keep your singin' voice gold and put your red shoes on. I just wanna sing rock and roll, and buy my baby something nice to take home and i wanna dance with the poor girls, Senora, i just wanna dance... Bridge they not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood. isn't that why everybody signs up Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac. And keep them feet dancing, just keep them feet dancing now. They not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood. Isn't that why everybody signs up Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac. And keep them feet dancing 'fore they say you're too old and Final Chorus keep your singin' voice gold and put your red shoes on keep your singin' voice gold and put your red shoes on I just wanna sing rhythm and blues and buy my baby something nice she can take home and we'll keep our singing voices gold and we'll put our red shoes on I just wanna sing motown soul and crack this old heart, baby, made of stone.