Ev'rybody bogey, a-dig that bogey beat,. Man, that bogey rhythm smells so clean and sweet. Ev'rybody bogey, bogey on to the street,. Oh, without bogey music my life is incomplete,. Without bogey
(Burt Bacharach/Hal David) Let the music play. Just a little longer. Just a little longer. Let me hold him in my arms. A little longer Make the music play. Just a little slower. Just a little
hall. When the music starts jumpin'. I'll have a ball. . Along about 10 I'll be flying high. Rocking on out into the sky. I don't care if I spend my gold. 'Cause tonite I'm gonna be one happy soul