| Hangin' out at Frankie’s everyone was stoned
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| The player it was playin' something really gone
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| Some people they were dancing and some were clappin' hands
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| And some others were just lyin' close makin' sweet romance
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| But the hour was growing later and the party had sure been fun
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| And when Frankie said, «Come on, let’s break it up.»
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| Everybody spoke out as one…
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| «Play that fast thing one more time
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| It does something to me and it sure feels fine
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| Play that fast thing one more time.
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| We’re gonna be in clover,
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| Don’t you dare turn it over,
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| Why don’t you play that fast thing one more time?»
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| All over bar the shouting: the end of another show
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| A hundred and ten behind 'em, there was forty-four more to go.
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| Oh the people had gone crazy, they’d been jumpin' up and down the aisle
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| And the memory of their faces how it made them poor boys smile.
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| When somebody said, «Oh come on now. | 
| Let’s make it to the hotel room.»
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| The doors flew back,
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| In come a pack
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| Shoutin', «Honey, you spoke too soon.»
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| «Play that fast thing one more time:
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| It does something to me
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| And it sure feels fine.
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| Play that fast thing one more time:
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| You’re gonna get some action,
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| If we don’t get satisfaction,
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| I said no one leaves the building
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| Till we play it one more time»
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| All over bar the shouting: the end of another show,
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| A hundred and ten behind 'em, there was forty-four more of those shows to go
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| Somebody said, somebody said «Let's make it to the hotel room.»
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| When the doors flew back,
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| In come a pack
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| And shouted, «Honey, you spoke too soon.»
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| «Play that fast thing one more time:
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| It does something to me
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| And it sure feels fine.
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| Play that fast thing one more time.
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| You’re gonna get some action,
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| If we don’t get satisfaction,
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| I said no one leaves the building
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| Till we play it one more time. |