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Well I went to a jam - with the best in the land Had to show what they could say There were trombones, sidephones - every kind of saxaphone Itching every chance to play In a corner stood a guy - looking kinda shy Carrying a guitar case But then somebody said It's your turn son And that's when he hit the place He went ........................ Everyone stood up - cos they had to see Who the heck was making noise Everyone agreed - he's a guitar star Cos we should know the men from boys You gotta play - you gotta play son - Son - you gotta play all night ............................................. Now that's what I call finger lickin' pickin' chicken -yeah Back home - country style (Got a job - anytime you want it boy) Well somebody said - He's way out ahead Cos nobody plays that fast The record man there - nearly blew his hair He never heard a sound like that Letras de cancionesJimmy won't you sign - sign on the line Tell me what you want from me He said to be a star - I wanna be a star oh oh yeah! Oh......Jump! - Jump! - Jump Jimmy jump Well he just stood there, walking up and down Like my mate John Skelly. Oh it's finger licking working so hard Ooh! - Lay it on! - Play it! - Someone's got to ....here Do, do it!.. do it again Come on , Rattle Em!' Yeah, lay it on down! Hey you gotta give this boy a chance - man Come on down here and sign him up Oh! There he goes again This has got to be a hit record I'm sure Oh scramble them fingers Johnny! From Letras Mania