The Early Years: Scrapbook

Jersey Boys
앨범 : Jersey Boys Original Broadway Cast Recording

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah hut-hut
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah hut-hut
That's our song Oh What A Night Ces soirnes-la French
Number one in Paris, 2000 How'd that happen You ask four guys, you get four different
versions But this is where all of them start - Belleville, New Jersey
A thousand years ago Eisenhower, Rocky Marciano,
and a few guys under a street lamp singing somebody else's latest hit
Lost control and rang your bell
I was sore
Let me in or else I'll beat
Down your door
When two strangers who had been
Two silhouettes on the shade
Said to my shock,
You're on the wrong block
Silhouettes silhouettes
Silhouettes silhouettes
Silhouettes silhouettes
Wa-oh-oh-oh
Silhouettes silhouettes
Silhouettes silhouettes
Silhouettes silhouettes
Wa-oh-oh-oh
Darlin', my darlin', my darlin', my darlin', darlin'
Darlin', my darlin', my darlin', my darlin', darlin'
Our brass ring turns out to be a kid who sings like an angel
He hangs around the clubs So I set up a little surprise for him
Bom-bom-bom-bom
Bom-bom-bom-bom
Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom
You're the apple of my ey-ey-eye
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen We're the Variety Trio
Three, four- And now, a new discovery of mine little Frankie Castelluccio
I can't give you anything but love
Baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of
Baby
Dream awhile
Scheme awhile
We're sure to find
Happiness
And I guess
All those things you've always pined for
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell
Baby
Groups are growing on trees, but this kid could do it for us Sure, he's green,
but that's where I come in I take this raw clay and I make like Michaelangelo
I got a few years on him, so I've got a lot to teach him It's like my mission
Listen, Frankie, Tuesday night me and my brother Nick are going to knock
over Fixer's Jewelry Store over on Frenchtown Road Around midnight You in, or what
I dunno, my dad wants me home by eleven
Tell him we're rehearsing I figure your cut will be a hundred and fifty Maybe two
He's a good kid He just needs a little, you know, guidance
That jog your memory
Frankie, you're driving Tommy's car,
you've got no license - it's one block from where they hit Fixer's
We got Tommy and his brother They already gave you up, numbnuts
I dunno what you're talking about
Have it your way
How old are you
Sixteen, your honour
I'm letting you off with a warning I suggest you get yourself a new set of friends
Now get out of here
Frankie - sing good
Kid's a singer
A good singer And getting better
Then he ought to be great by the time you get out Six months
Oh, earth angel
Earth angel
The one I adore
Love you forever
And ever more
Nicky, for God's sakes What are we doing in church
I thought we were going to the movies
Relax, will you The kid's ready to play a big room
I-I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
I'm glad to know
It's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday kind of love
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I do my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute
Every hour
Every day-ay-ay
I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
So that's your real name Valli
Nah - Castelluccio Francis Castelluccio
Kind of long for a marquee
That's why I changed it Vally V-A-L-L-Y
No, V-A-L-L-I
How come
Because you're Italian You've gotta end in a vowel Delgad-O, Castellucci-O, pizz-A
Vall-I With an I It says, This is who I am You don't like it You can go fuck yourself
Hey, Frankie - sing me My Mother's Eyes
Gee, Mr DeCarlo I haven't done that song since I was fifteen
Frankie, let me explain how this works You do a favor for me - one day, I'll do a favor for you
Sure, Mr DeCarlo
One bright and guiding light
That taught me wrong from right
I found in my mother's eyes
Just like a wandering sparrow
One lo-o-onely soul
I walk the straight and narrow
To reach my goal
So it's me, Nick, and Frankie, and it's up to me to keep us out of the gutter
But nobody's hiring trios anymore Quartets are in So, I'm looking for a
fourth guy so we can get some work
Tommy I got your fourth guy You're gonna thank me for this - he's a genius
What's his name
Guardio Bob Guardio He's a kid, but he plays like a madman
And he writes songs
Who wears short shorts
We wear short shorts
They're such short shorts
We like short shorts
Who wears short shorts
We wear short shorts
Bobby Bobby Hey, listen The Three Lovers - they got this kid singer - he's like,
forget about it And they're dying to meet you
Why
Because I told them you're a fucking genius
There I go, there I go
There I go, there I go
Pretty baby, you are the soul
Who snaps my control
Such a funny thing
That every time I'm near you
I never can behave
You give me a smile
And then I'm wrapped up in your magic
I dropped out of high school to tour with Short Shorts
I shared a bus with Chuck Berry, Sam Cooke, the Everly Brothers, Jackie Wilson
but I never heard a voice like Frankie Valli's After eight bars, I know I need to write for this voice
Brightest stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue skies
How I worry 'bout you
Just can't live my life without you
Baby come here
Don't have no fear
Is there a wonder why
I'm really feeling
I-in the-e moo-ood fo-or love
Nick Massi, Frankie Vallie Bob- what is it
Guardio Hi
Hi
Somebody said you write
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I told you Can't we just borrow the piano for a minute
Go ahead, Bobby Play the new one

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