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I want to rock, just rock |
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If the feeling is fine |
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Wouldn't it be fun for each one to rock all of the time |
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I want to rock, just rock |
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It's a pleasure to swing |
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Come and join the crowd, shout out loud |
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While you're into the thing |
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Just stomp your feet |
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And clap your hands |
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so come on, begin |
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We're gonna swing and sway till that great day |
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So lace up your shoes |
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Throw 'way your blues |
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I want to rock, just rock |
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It's so easy and free |
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Take a little bow, step on out |
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Come and rock it with me |
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Oh, rock it, rock it, rock it, brother Calloway) |
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Hold the rock here |
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(With this little break |
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then cut on out) |
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Solid, boys, that beat |
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I want to rock, just rock |
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Yes, the feeling is fine |
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Wouldn't it be fun for each one to rock all of the time |
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(Beat that jam on out) |
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I want to rock it and a rock it and a rock it and a rock it |
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It's a pleasure to swing |
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Come and join me crowd, shout out loud |
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Rock is feeling the thing |
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(Oh, rock it, pa) |
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You stomp your feet |
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You clap your hands |
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So come on, begin |
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We're gonna swing and sway till that great day |
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So lace up your shoes |
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Throw away your blues |
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Rock, rock |
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It's easy and free |
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Take a little bow, step on out |
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Come on! Rock it with me |
