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I don't need your rockin' chair |
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Your Geritol or your Medicare |
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Well I still got Neon in my veins |
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This gray hair don't mean a thing |
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I do my rockin' on the stage |
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You can't put this possum in a cage |
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My body's old but it ain't impaired |
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I don't need your rockin' chair |
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I ain't ready for the junkyard yet |
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'Cause I still feel like a new corvette |
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It might take a little longer but I'll get there |
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Well I don't need your rockin' chair |
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I don't need your rockin' chair |
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Your Geritol or your Medicare |
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I've still got Neon in my veins |
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This gray hair don't mean a thing |
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I do my rockin' on the stage |
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You can't put this possum in a cage |
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My body's old but it ain't impaired |
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Oh, I don't need your rockin' chair |
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Retirement don't fit in my plans |
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You can keep your seat, I'm a gonna stand |
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An Eskimo needs a fridgedaire |
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Like I need your rockin' chair |
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I don't need your rockin' chair |
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Your Geritol or your Medicare |
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I still got Neon in my veins |
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This gray hair don't mean a thing |
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I do my rockin' on the stage |
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You can't put this possum in a cage |
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Yeah, my body's old but it ain't impaired |
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Well, I don't need your rockin' chair |
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My body's old but it ain't impaired |
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I don't need your rockin' chair |
