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Oh, well I'm old enough to kick |
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And old enough to rock a the bop |
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Oh, well I'm old enough to kick |
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And old enough to rock a the bop |
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I got on my swinging jeans and looking for a dream, |
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Cause I'm old enough to rock the bop |
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I like the sax when it starts to scream man |
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I'm gone and I dig the scene |
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The drummer in the band is a setting the beat, |
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And I'm setting here with a itchy feet |
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Well, I'm old enough to kick, |
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And old enough to rock the bop |
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Well, I'm old enough to kick |
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And old enough to rock the bop |
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I got on my rocking shoes, |
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And I'm rocking to the blues cause |
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I'm old enough to rock the bop |
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Little Billy cram, just caught my eye, |
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Duck tail flying as he bopped by |
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Little Willie crew cut is sitting by me, |
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But he's so dumb, that he can't see |
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Well, I'm old enough to kick, |
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And old enough to rock a the bop |
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Well, I'm old enough to kick |
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And old enough to rock the bop |
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I got on my swinging jeans and looking for a dream, |
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Cause I'm old enough to rock a bop |
