In order to keep the poetry coming this holiday weekend, I’ll post this classic from Little Richard. I first heard this recited by Steve Allen, in a melding of the music and poetry worlds years before Bob Dylan.
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom
I’ve got a gal, named Sue
She know just what to do
I got a gal, named Sue
She knows just what to do
She rocks to the east
She rolls to the west
She’s the gal that I love best
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom
I’ve got a gal, named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
I’ve got a gal, named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me
Yes indeed, boy you don’t know
What she’s doin’ to me
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom
I’ve got a gal named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
I’ve got a gal, named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me
Yes indeed, boy you don’t know
What she’s doin’ to me
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
Tutti frutti, oh rudy
A-bop-bop-a-loom-op a-lop-bop-boom



