Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Can you see where you call in the juke box hall
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When the music played
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And the world sang rounds to a pretty sound
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No sorrow base
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And them blue swede shoes, they will scream and shout
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I guess they sing the blues, let it all hang out
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Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, 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 popped in my high school rock
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Dancin' to the beat
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With the you. |
S. Male and a pony tail
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She looked so sweet
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Times have changed in the past 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 ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, 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 ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
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Rock and ro-o-oll, 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
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Rock and roll, rock |