Dancin', Shaggin' on the Boulevard

Written by
Randy Owen,
Teddy Gentry, and
Greg Fowler
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
Fletchers 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 Sapnish
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 lookin' good
Well I never met 'em but
I wish I could
And we'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
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 getin' down
And the Carousel's spinnin' round and 'round
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
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard