| Well I tried to like country
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| But it gave me the blues don’t you know
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| And I tried to like jazz
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| But it wore out my shoes to the soul
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| Well I ain’t no criminal ain’t no saint
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| Ain’t complaining and don’t get faint
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| Got a job that I can’t refuse — And I won’t be late
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| I’m a rock 'n roller, yeah I’m a rock 'n roller
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| Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long
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| Well I put on a ballad and pretend that it’s hot but it’s not
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| And the harder I try the new music just don’t hit the spot
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| Well I ain’t no criminal ain’t no saint
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| Ain’t no whiner, don’t get faint
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| Excuse me if I sound rude — I got a job to do
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| I’m a rock 'n roller, yeah I’m a rock 'n roller
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| I’m a rock 'n roller, yeah I’m a rock 'n roller
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| Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long
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| Well I can’t take classical cause I ain’t old what a shame
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| And when rap makes me feel like a gangster, I ain’t to blame
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| Well I ain’t no criminal, ain’t no saint
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| Ain’t complaining, don’t get faint
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| Got to keep rocking I can’t stop — or I’ll blow my top
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| I’m a rock 'n roller, I’m a rock 'n roller
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| Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long… |