11TH ST BOOGIE
Standing on the corner of eleventh street.
Oh, just a bum from country trying to look real neat.
Haven't got a dollar, I haven't got a dime.
Haven't got a watch; so I ain't got the time.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah, got to see mother.
Yeah yeah yeah, calling nine.
Yeah yeah yeah, do you love me?
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm on cloud nine.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah...(repeat & fade)
- Richard Stanley
Hurriganes - 11th St Boogie Lyrics
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11TH ST BOOGIE
Standing on the corner of eleventh street.
Oh, just a bum from country trying to look real neat.
Haven't got a dollar, I haven't got a dime.
Haven't got a watch; so I ain't got the time.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah, got to see mother.
Yeah yeah yeah, calling nine.
Yeah yeah yeah, do you love me?
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm on cloud nine.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah...(repeat & fade)
- Richard Stanley
Standing on the corner of eleventh street.
Oh, just a bum from country trying to look real neat.
Haven't got a dollar, I haven't got a dime.
Haven't got a watch; so I ain't got the time.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah, got to see mother.
Yeah yeah yeah, calling nine.
Yeah yeah yeah, do you love me?
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm on cloud nine.
Hey, good-looking, like your style.
But no dice, son, she walks on by.
Need some money, need some wheels.
Make a dollar, make a deal.
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah...(repeat & fade)
- Richard Stanley