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Medley: Twistin' The Night Away / Things / Return To Sender
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Poole & The Tremeloes
Brian Poole & The Tremeloes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Cooke
Sam Cooke
Composer
Bobby Darin
Bobby Darin
Composer
Otis Blackwell
Otis Blackwell
Composer
Winfield Scott
Winfield Scott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Smith
Mike Smith
Producer

Lyrics

Let me tell you 'bout a place Somewhere up a New York way Where the people are so gay Twistin' the night away Here they have a lot of fun Puttin' trouble on the run Man, you find the old and young Twistin' the night away They're twistin', twistin' Everybody's feelin' great They're twistin', twistin' They're twistin' the night away Here's a man in evenin' clothes How he got here, I don't know, but Man, you oughta see him go Twistin' the night away He's dancin' with the chick in slacks She's a movin' up and back Oh man, there ain't nothin' like Twistin' the night away They're twistin', twistin' Everybody's feelin' great They're twistin', twistin' They're twistin' the night away Every night I sit here by my window (window) Staring at the lonely avenue (avenue) Watching lovers holding hands and laughing (laughing) And thinking bout the things we used to do (Thinking about things) Like a walk in the park (Things) like a kiss in the dark (Things) Like a sailboat ride (yeah yeah) What about the night we cried Things like a lovers vow Things that we don't do now Thinking bout the things we used to do Well I still can hear the jukebox softly playing (playing) And the face I see each day belongs to you (belong to you) But though there ain't a sound And theres nobody else around Well it's just me thinking of the things we used to do (Thinking about things) Like a walk in the park (Things) like a kiss in the dark (Things) Like a sailboat ride (yeah yeah) What about the night we cried Things like a lovers vow Things that we don't do now Thinking 'bout the things we used to do You got me thinking about the things we used to do And the heartaches are the friends I'm talking to Yes staring at the Lonley avenue (Return to sender) (Return to sender) I gave a letter to the postman He put it in his sack Bright early next morning He brought my letter back She wrote upon it Return to sender Address unknown No such number No such zone We had a quarrel A lover's spat I write I'm sorry, but my letter keeps coming back So I dropped it in the mailbox And sent it special D Bright and early next morning It came right back to me She wrote upon it Return to sender Address unknown No such person No such zone This time I'm gonna take it myself and put it right in her hand And if it comes back the very next day then I'll understand The righting on it Return to sender Address unknown No such number No such zone (Return to sender) (Return to sender) (Return to sender) (Return to sender)
Writer(s): Sam Cooke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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