Dancin', Shaggin' on the Boulevard

Well, the magic attic's where the music rolls
 And the Army-Navy's got ol' Jackie Soul
 Down on peaches corner there are good ol' boys
 And mother fletchers makin' lots of noise
 They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Well, the tams are playin' at the Port-O-Call
 And the drifters underneath the boardwalk
 At the Spanish Galleon and ol' fat Jacks
 Jukebox playin' and the place is packed
 You bet they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 You know they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Got the top down and the traffic's slow
 Sun fun weekend, we all go
 Where the girls are sunnin' and are lookin' good
 Well, I never met 'em but I wish I could
 And we'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 We'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Well, the embers singin' up on ocean drive
 And the castaways are gettin' loud tonight
 At the electric circus they all getin' down
 And the Carousel's spinnin' round and round
 See them dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 I see 'em dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Well, I'm hangin out down at sloppy Joes
 They may doze but they never close
 And the Bama boys at the bowery and
 They can't dance but they play for free
 But they like dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 They know dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 They wrote dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
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 Shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
 Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard