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Your Love is like a bomb (X4) |
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I saw her dancin' there by the record machine |
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I knew she must a been about seventeen |
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The beat was goin' strong |
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Playin' my favorite song |
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An' I could tell it wouldn't be long |
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Till she was with me, yeah me, singin' |
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I love rock n' roll |
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So put another dime in the jukebox, baby |
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I love rock n' roll |
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So come an' take your time an' dance with me |
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She smiled so I got up and' asked for her name |
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That don't matter, she said, |
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'Cause it's all the same |
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Said can I take you home where we can be alone |
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An' next we were movin' on |
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She was with me, yeah me |
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Next we were movin' on |
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She was with me, yeah me, singin' |
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Pour some sugar on me, ooh, in the name of love |
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Pour some sugar on me, c'mon fire me up |
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Pour your sugar on me, oh, I can't get enough |
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I'm hot, sticky sweet from my head to my feet yeah |
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You got the peaches, I got the cream |
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Sweet to taste saccharine |
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'Cos I'm hot, so hot, sticky sweet |
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From my head, my head to my feet |
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To my feet |
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Do you take sugar, one lump or two? |
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I love rock n' roll |
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So put another dime in the jukebox, baby |
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I love rock n' roll |
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So come an' take your time an' dance with me |
