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i want to go back to fifty-five |
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ten before i was burned alive |
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there ain't no use in a stupid dream |
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my head is tired from this enthymeme |
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i want to hear the holy ramage |
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i don't mind a little ear damage |
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Henry Sloane in my soca soul |
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i'm not ashamed to say i want rock & roll |
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i'd like to hear some Cubby Checker |
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crush my heart with Desmond Dekker |
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little itty bitty of Freddy Fender |
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start me up return to sender |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want rock & roll |
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i want to go back to fify-five |
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ten before i was burned alive |
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the world can be so very cold |
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nothing to say except i want rock & roll |
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if you're going to San Francisco |
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just remember it all is disco |
