Her years are here in a crowd.
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there are already a few,
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we walked the streets
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each of us played bigbeat
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everyone wanted to be a star
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a strong package wished for it,
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someone looked like a star
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and then he often stood there.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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year after year I play rock.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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rock, rock, rock jen rock.
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Our lives are measured in beats,
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the story unfolds,
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we endured and still with vigor,
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as each of us wished
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there is a poster hanging on the wall here,
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that we have to play here, so we play
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and we sing, rock sounds everywhere.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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year after year I play rock.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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rock, rock, rock jen rock.
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Another hotel, the next morning,
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another of the stands, a traveling band,
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as it should be
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we knew beautiful distances,
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lots of beautiful women
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connection only through envelopes,
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we must continue, unfortunately.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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year after year I play rock.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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rock, rock, rock jen rock.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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year after year I play rock.
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Rock, rock, rock,
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we have been playing together for years,
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rock, rock, rock jen rock. |