Johnny is the singer in a one-man band
He's got the drums on his feet
He's got the guitar in his hand
Mondays to Saturdays and one-night stands
But he doesn't do it for the glory
He's kicking on the pedal
And keeping it tight
He's going for the rhythm
'Cause he knows that's right
Playing for drinks and cash on the night
I guess it's the same old story
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Won't you play your one-man band
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can understand
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can clap my hands
And he goes
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
They're only rhymes to lines
And he goes
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
B'wana, B'wana, B'wana, B'wana
They're only rhymes to lines
Smiley Lewis and Wee Willie Wayne
Antoine Domino and Mystery Train
Lawdy Miss Claudy and Love In Vain
He can play any song that you give him
He's a rock steady teddy with a Berry on top
He's a Blue Suede cruiser with a Diddley-Bop
He's a Country Line Special he's a top of the pop
He's got a wonderful sense of rhythm
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Won't you play your one-man band
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can understand
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can clap my hands
And he goes
Tell your ma, tell your pa
This old boy's gonna drive you so far
Everybody goes cruisin' on a Saturday night
"Hello, my name's Johnny G and I'm going to be famous"
Johnny had a record but it just didn't sell
It didn't get promoted so it didn't do well
The radio said it was as funky as hell
I guess it's just a matter of timing
But Johnny's gonna make it
It's as plain as plain
And we can say we knew him
Before he made his name
Johnny's got his ticket
Catching every train
To where the spotlight's shining
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Won't you play your one-man band
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can understand
J-J-J-J-J Johnny
Play me something that I can clap my hands
And he goes...