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The Jungle Room


VERSE 1 

The mirror mocks me daily, where did my youth go? 

I don’t know what day it was when I first felt old 

I've done my duty, raised the kids, checked the have to’s off my list 

Time restraints come with regret but, I’m not dead yet 



CHORUS 

I wanna dance in blue suede shoes 

Howl at the moon 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

Bringing in the dawn 

I wanna paint the town red with the blues 

Trade dimes for jukebox tunes 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

All night long, all night long 



VERSE 2 

Stuffed dollars in a coffee can, for my golden years 

Gobbled up overtime, while my friends pounded beers

I know I can’t go back, make up for what I lack 

But I could still live like the King if I do my thing 

Repeat Chorus
(AND) dance in blue suede shoes 

Howl at the moon 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

Bringing in the dawn 

I wanna paint the town red with the blues 

Trade dimes for jukebox tunes 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

All night long, all night long 







BRIDGE 

There are no do-over days 

On the calendar page 

Time will have it’s say 

I can’t hesitate 



INSTRUMENTAL SECTION 



CHORUS 

I’m gonna dance in blue suede shoes 

And howl at the moon 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

Bringing in the dawn 

Gonna paint the town red with the blues 

Trade dimes for juke box tunes 

Make love in the Jungle Room 

All night long, all night long 



OUTRO 

In the Jungle Room 
Oh, in the Jungle Room 
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