Getting Out Of Town
I’m grabbin’ my hat and coat.
I’m leavin’ the cat a note.
Quick, call me a ferry-boat.
Gettin’ out of town.
I’m shinin’ my travelin’ shoes.
Big scoop in the Daily News.
“Who’s sayin’ his toodle-oos?”
Gettin’ Gettin’ out
Gettin’ out of town.
Barbados
Woh
I’m going to Barbados
Woh
Back to the palm trees
Woh
I’m going to see my girlfriend
Woh
In the sunny Caribbean sea
I don’t wanna be a bus driver all my life
I’ve seen too much of Brixton town in the night
Fly away on Coconut Airways
Fly me high, Barbados sky
Rotterdam
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere
Liverpool or Rome
‘Cause Rotterdam is anywhere
Anywhere alone
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere
Liverpool or Rome
‘Cause Rotterdam is anywhere
Anywhere alone
Anywhere alone
Samba De Janeiro
Instrumental
Wonderful Copenhagen
Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen
Friendly old girl of a town
‘Neath her tavern light
On this merry night
Let us clink and drink one down
To wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen
Salty old queen of the sea
Once I sailed away
But I’m home today
Singing Copenhagen, wonderful, wonderful
Copenhagen for me
London Boy
You know I love a London boy
I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon
He likes my American smile
Like a child when our eyes meet, darling, I fancy you
Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates
So I guess all the rumors are true
You know I love a London boy
Boy, I fancy you
Down Under
Do you come from a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
New York New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m a number one, top of the list
King of the hills, a number one
Chinatown
Living and dying
In Chinatown
Yes they’re living and dying down in old Chinatown
In Chinatown, you better look around
Man, you don’t stand a chance if you go down in Chinatown
Walk Like An Egyptian
All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don’t you know?
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They’re falling down like a domino
All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette
Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
(Whey oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian
Viva Las Vegas
Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that’s ready to burn
So get those stakes up higher
There’s a thousand pretty women waitin’ out there
And they’re all livin’ the devil may care
And I’m just the devil with love to spare, so
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas, Viva, Viva Las Vegas
(Is This The Way To) Amarillo
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I’ve been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Show me the way to Amarillo
I’ve been weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Back In The U.S.S.R
Flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C
Didn’t get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight
I’m back in the U.S.S.R
You don’t know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.R
Africa
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She’s coming in, 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never do
Y Viva Espana
Oh this year I’m off to sunny Spain
Y viva España
I’m taking the Costa Brava plane
Y viva España
If you’d like to check a matador
In sun cool Cabana
And lead senoritas by the score
España por favor
Hawaii Five O
Instrumental
Istanbul (Not Constantinople)
Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it’s Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Still it’s Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you’ve a date in Constantinople
She’ll be waiting in Istanbul
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it I can’t say
People just liked it better that way
Scotland The Brave
Instrumental
Galway Girl
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, “Baby, I just wanna dance”
I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar
She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
She asked me, “What does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?”
Said, “It was one of my friend’s songs, do you want to drink on?”
She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun
She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding as shotgun
Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar
Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance
You know, she played her fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, “Baby, I just wanna dance”
With my pretty little Galway girl
You’re my pretty little Galway girl
Party In The USA
So I put my hands up
They’re playin’ my song, the butterflies fly away
I’m noddin’ my head like, yeah
Movin’ my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up, they’re playin’ my song
They know I’m gonna be okay
Yeah, it’s a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it’s a party in the U.S.A.
California Gurls
California girls
We’re unforgettable
Daisy dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We’ll melt your popsicle
Ooh oh ooh
Ooh oh ooh
Waka Waka
Waka Waka
Waka Waka
Waka Waka
Waka Waka
You’re a good soldier
Choosing your battles
Pick yourself up
Dust yourself off
And get back in the saddle
You’re on the front line
Everyone’s watching
You know it’s serious
We are getting closer
This isn’t over
The pressure is on
You feel it
But you got it all,
Believe it
When you fall
Get up oh, oh
If you fall
Get up eh, eh
Tsamina mina
Zangalewa
Cuz this is Africa
Tzamina mina eh eh
Waka waka eh eh
Tsamina mina Zangalewa
This time for Africa
Tzamina mina eh eh
Waka waka eh eh
Tsamina mina Zangalewa
Anawa aa
Tzamina mina eh eh
Waka waka eh eh
Tsamina mina Zangalewa
This time for Africa
This time for Africa