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Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll |
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Feel that rhythm and it's really gonna thrill your soul |
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She said come along with me, to a land of make believe |
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She said wamalama bamalama 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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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 git up on your feet |
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She says wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king |
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Chorus: 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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It rolls like a train that's comin' on down the track |
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She rolled over Beethoven and she gave Tchaikovsky back |
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She loves that drivin' beat, she goes dancin' on down the street |
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She said wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king |
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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 wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king |
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She says wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king |