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One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock We're gonna rock around the clock tonight Put your glad rags on and join me hon' We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, till broad daylight We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight When the clock strikes two, three and four If the band slows down we'll yell for more We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, till broad daylight We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight When the chimes ring five, six, and seven We'll be right in seventh heaven We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, till broad daylight We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight. When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too I'll be goin' strong and so will you We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, till broad daylight We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight When the clock strikes twelve we'll cool off then Start rockin' 'round the clock again We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, till broad daylight We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight |
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: The French were bred to die for love
They delight in fighting duels But I prefer a man who lives And gives expensive jewels A kiss on the hand may be quite continental But diamonds are a girl's best friend A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental On your humble flat, or help you at the automat Men grow cold as girls grow old And we all lose our charms in the end But square-cut or pear-shaped These rocks don't lose their shape Diamonds are a girl's best friend ...Tiffany's ... Cartier... Talk to me, Harry Winston,tell me all about it! There may come a time when a lass needs a lawyer But diamonds are a girl's best friend There may come a time when a hard-boiled employer Thinks you're awful nice But get that ice or else no dice He's your guy when stocks are high But beware when they start to descend It's then that those louses go back to their spouses Diamonds are a girl's best friend I've heard of affairs that are strictly platonic But diamonds are a girl's best friend And I think affairs that you must keep laconic Are better bets if little pets get big baggettes Time rolls on and youth is gone And you can't straighten up when you bend But stiff back or stiff knees You stand straight at Tiffany's Diamonds... Diamonds... - I don't mean rhinestones - But Diamonds, Are A Girl's Best Friends! |
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> Well be-bop-a-lula she's my baby,
Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby love, My baby love, my baby love. Well she's the girl in the red blue jeans. She's the queen of all the teens. She's the one that I know She's the one that loves me so. Say be-bop-a-lula she's my baby, Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby love, My baby love, my baby love. Well she's the one that gots that beat. She's the one with the flyin' feet. She's the one that walks around the store. She's the one that gets more more more. Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby, Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby love, My baby love, my baby love. |
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I went across the river
I lay down to sleep I went across the river I lay down to sleep When I woke up Had shackles on my feet It takes a worried man To sing a worried song It takes a worried man To sing a worried song I'm worried now But I won't be worried long Twenty-one links Of chain around my leg Twenty-one links Of chain around my leg And on each link 'S an initial of my name I asked that judge What's gonna be my fine I asked that judge What's gonna be my fine Twenty-one years On the Rocky Mountain line That train pulled out Twenty-one coaches long That train pulled out Twenty-one coaches long And the woman I love Is on that train and gone Twenty-one years Pay my awful crime Twenty-one years Pay my awful crime Tweny-one years And I still got ninety-nine |
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Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. From the early early mornin' till the early early night you can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue lights. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. Well, now momma, poppa told me "Son, you better watch your step." What I knew about Miss Molly gotta watch my dad myself. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. From the early early mornin' till the early early night you can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue lights. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. |
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