Alright, alright! This is an old rock & roll tune, it was done by the Chantells in the 50s, a song called Maybe

Maybe
Oh if I could pray and I try, dear,
You might come back home, home to me.

Honey, maybe
Whoa, if I could ever hold your hand
Ooh you just might understand.
Honey maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah.

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe dear

Great, great broad, miss Janis Joplin, please!

If there's something you need,
Hon that you've never, ever, ever had.
And I know you've never had it.
Oh, honey, don't you just sit there crying,
Don't just sit there feeling bad.
No, no, no.
You'd better get up,
Now, don't you understand ?
And raise you hand.
I said, raise, raise your hand.

You know I'm standing about, yes I am.

Great, great broad, miss Janis Joplin, please!

If there's something you need,
Hon that you've never, ever, ever had.
And I know you've never had it.
Oh, honey, don't you just sit there crying,
Don't just sit there feeling bad.
No, no, no.
You'd better get up,
Now, don't you understand ?
And raise you hand.
I said, raise, raise your hand.

You know I'm standing about, yes I am.

Alright, alright! This is an old rock roll tune, it was done by the Chantells in the 50s, a song called Maybe

Maybe
Oh if I could pray and I try, dear,
You might come back home, home to me.

Honey, maybe
Whoa, if I could ever hold your hand
Ooh you just might understand.
Honey maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah.

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe dear
I guess I might have done something wrong,

Wooh!!
She's my baby, I'll tell you
Just exactly what I used to do
I will leave just to leave you alone
Baby, baby, when I go home.

Well love you baby I don't think I will
Say the words but the bells go still
It's true, baby, that I want you to stay
But if that remains you got to pay your will,
Pay your will, yeah yeah yeah.

Well, I made you cry, hang your head,

God, is that exciting, man! Nobody, nobody ever, anybody ever thought it would be that good!

Oh well it's much too early, not right now,
How can I love you when I, I don't know how,
I don't know how, I don't know how ?

How can I trust my eyes, do they really see
What is the truth ? It's hard for me,
Hard for me, hard for me.

It's hard to understand what's really there,
When all my hopes they just cloud the air,
Cloud the air, cloud the air.

Love is all around me, till we understand

Bo Diddley called a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley called a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat

Hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, baby,
Hey, Bo Diddley.

Two, two, three I was alone
Went to my baby when I get home
Tell my baby the night's away
Come on baby feel like that

Said hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!