American Made Documentary Song Entry For Mike Stewart

Give it up. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up.
Give it up for Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.
Ah, ah, ah– Grease Ball Band.

Every Friday night, me and my buddies, Loaded up the car,
Headed down south on Route double 6, To the Rainbow Bar,
Lots of girls in line getting ready to dance,
To Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.

Give it up. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up.
Give it up for Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.
Ah, ah, ah– Grease Ball Band.

Gus hits the stage in white t-shirt, Lucky Strikes rolled up in his sleeve,
A little dab’ll do ya on his slick duck tail,
Little Sydney kicked a rocker in G,
It was shaking and rattling and rolling band stand,
With Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.

Give it up. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up.
Give it up for Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.
Ah, ah, ah– Grease Ball Band.

(Bridge)

Playing Long Tall Sally and Blueberry Hill, Fats Domino, Oh what a thrill,

Good Golly Miss Molly, Gus was singing like the king,
We were All Shook Up from that Hound Dog thing,

Yeah.

Guitar Solo

Good Golly Miss Molly, Gus was singing like the king,
We were All Shook Up from that Hound Dog thing,

Yeah.

Give it up. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up.
Give it up for Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.
Ah, ah, ah– Grease Ball Band.

Give it up for Gus Gouda and the Grease Ball Band.
Yeah, everybody now at the Rainbow Bar.
Oh way to play it Gus.
Woo, yeah. We’re done.