Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Can you still recall in the juke box hall
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When the music played
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And the world span 'round to a brand new sound
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In those far off days
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In their blue suede shoes, they would scream and shout
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As they they sang the blues, let it all hang out
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Little Queenie bopped at the high school hop
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Dancing to the beat
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With her U.S. Male and her pony tail
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She looked so sweet
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Times are changing fast, but we won’t forget
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Though the age has passed they’ll be rockin yet
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll |