Going down to the corner Pick up my sweetie pie She's my rock'n'roll baby She's the apple of my eye, 'cause
Flat top cats and the dungaree dolls Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball The joint is really jumping The cats are going wild The music really sends me I dig that crazy style 'cause
Gonna kick off my shoes Roll up my faded jeans Grab my rock'n'roll baby Pour on the steam I shuffle to the left I shuffle to the right I'm gonna rock'n'roll Till the early early night 'cause
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