This Must Be the Place Songtext
von Tennessee Ernie Ford

Hey, look at that mob around the door
And look at that crowded dancing floor
There ain′t no breathing space
Hey, Ernie!

Yeah, girl?

This must be the place!

I think so
The diners are wearing fancy bibs

Mm-hmm!

For picking apart those juicy ribs
A smile on every face
Hey, Betty!

Yeah, boy?

I know this must be the place!

What a band!

What a beat!

Oh, my head!

Get off of my feet!

I'll explode pretty soon


The joint is jumpin′ right over the moon
Been trying to find this place for months
They told us if we came here just once
We'd leave the human race
Hey, man, this has got to be the place!
Ahhh!

What a band!

What a beat!

Oh, my head!

You're still on my feet!

Man, I′ll explode pretty soon

The joint is jumpin′ right over the moon
Been trying to find this place for months
They told us if we came here just once
We'd leave the human race

Hey, gal!

Yeah, man?

We know!

Let′s go!

This must be the place!