Alabama – Dancin’ Shaggin’ On The Boulevard

: Dancin' Shaggin' On The Boulevard Lyrics

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 Fletcher’s 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 Week And, 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. Um, Um, Um
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 Gettin’ Down
And The Carousel’s Spinnin’ Round And ’round.

You 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
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, Um, Um
Dancin’,
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard.

Dancin’,
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard.
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard.

Dancin’,
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard.
Dancin’,
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard.

Dancin’,
Shaggin’ On The Boulevard…