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Well, listen, everybody, let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll |
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Oh, feel that rhythm and it's really gonna thrill your soul |
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Mmm, come along with me to a land of make believe |
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She said, "Well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king." |
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She loves that rock 'n' roll, and she plays it all night long |
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Oh, that's all she ever tells me when I call her on the telephone |
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She says, "Feel that jumpin' beat, and a-get up on your feet." |
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She says, "Well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king." |
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Oh, let those guitars play, |
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Play for me, play for me |
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Oh, let that song ring out |
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That's how it's meant to be. |
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Well, it rolls like a train that's a-comin' on down the track |
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She rolled over Beethoven and she gave Tchaikovsky back |
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Oh, she loves that drivin' beat, she goes dancin' on down the street |
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She said, "Well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king." |
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Oh, rock on! |
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Oh, let those guitars play, |
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Play for me, play for me |
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Oh, let that song ring out |
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That's how it's meant to be. |
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Well, when she comes around and I'm listenin' to the radio |
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She says, "You can't do that, 'cause all I wanna do is rock 'n' roll." |
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Now here I'm gonna stay where that music starts to play |
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She says, "Well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king |
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Oh, yeah, well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king |
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Oh, oh, well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king |
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Ooh, yeah, well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king." |
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She said, "Well, my, well, my, well, my rock 'n' roll is king." |
