King Creole Lyrics
King Creole - The Bloomfields
Theres a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
Hes a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole
You know hes gone gone gone
Jumpin like a catfish on a pole
You know hes gone gone gone
Hip shaking King Creole
When the king starts to do it
Its as good as done
He holds his guitar
Like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
Don't she rowue she rowues gone gone gone
Jumpin like a catfish on a pole
You know hes gone gone gone
Hip shaking King Creole
He sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans
He some gone gone gone
He plays something evil
And she wills gone gone gone
Then he plays something sweet
He something in play
And we some pay
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet
When he gets the rockin fever
Baby heaven sakes
He don't stop playin
Till his guitar breaks
She kowens gone gone gone
Something loves gone
She kowens gone gone gone
Thing kill
She kowens gone gone gone
And we dirk to kowen