Corrine Corrina - Big Joe Turner

Corrina, Corrina where you been so long Corrina, Corrina where you been so long I've been wondering about you baby Baby please come home Corrina, Corrina got you on my mind Corrina, Corrina got you on my mind I was sitting here thinking about you Just can't keep from crying I got a bird that whistles I got a bird that sings I got a bird that whistles I got a bird that sings But without my Corrina Life don't mean a thing I love you Corrina, tell the world I do I love you Corrina, tell the world I do And I don't love nobody in this world but you And I don't love nobody in this world but you And I don't love nobody in this world but you

Here comes my little baby Here comes my turtle dove She drives me crazy She's the one that I love She's got a way about her That I could never turn down I couldn't live without her She makes the world go around. Sweet little Corrina Come over here by my side Sweet little Corrina Put your pretty little hand in mine You could search the world over Right up to the end of time Every night I get to hold her Sweet Corrina, now she's so fine. She's my little angel My little beauty queen She never met a stranger She's the girl of my dreams She's a ballerina Sweet as she can be Ought to see the way she's smilin' at me. Sweet little Corrina Come over here by my side Sweet little Corrina Put your pretty little hand in mine You could search the world over Right up to the end of time Every night I get to hold her Sweet Corrina, now she's so fine. Sweet little Corrina Come over here by my side Sweet little Corrina Put your pretty little hand in mine You could search the world over Right up to the end of time Every night I get to hold her Sweet Corrina, now she's so fine...

I was in my bed a'sleepin', oh-boy, what a dream I was in my bed sleepin', oh-boy, what a dream I was dreamin' 'bout my TV Mama, the one with the big, wide screen She got great big eyes and little bitty feet and in the waist, she's so nice and neat She's my TV Mama, one with the big, wide screen Every time she loves me, man, she makes me scream She just taste like candy, boys, I really go for sweets, I love her from her head down to her little bitty feet Yeah, she's my TV Mama, one with the big, wide screen Every time she loves me, oh yes, I'm bound to scream I'm just kind-a rollin', tumblin', talkin' all out of my head Well just I'm rollin' and tumblin', man, I'm talkin' all out of my head And when my baby shook me, man, I fell right out of bed