| All the girls are crazy about a certain little lad
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| Al-tho he’s very, very bad
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| He could be, oh, so good when he wanted to
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| Bad or good he understood 'bout love and other things
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| For every girl in town followed him around
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| Just to hold his hand and sing:
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| How you can love!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| Heavens above!
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| You make my sad heart jump with joy
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| And when you’re near I just
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| Can’t sit still a minute. |
| I’m so
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| Please tell me dear
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| What makes me love you so?
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| You’re not handsome, it’s true
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| But when I look at you
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| I just, Oh, Johnny!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh!
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| Johnny tried his best to hide from every girl he knew
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| But even this he couldn’t do
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| For they would follow him most everywhere
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| Then his friends got him to spend a week or two at home
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| It’s worse now than before, 'cause the girl next door hollers through the
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| telephone:
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| How you can love!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| Heavens above!
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| You make my sad heart jump with joy
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| And when you’re near I just
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| Can’t sit still a minute. |
| I’m so
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| Please tell me dear
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| What makes me love you so?
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| You’re not handsome, it’s true
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| But when I look at you
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| I just, Oh, Johnny!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh, Johnny!
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| Please tell me dear
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| What makes me love you so?
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| When I look in your eyes
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| And you tell me those lies
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| I just, Oh, Johnny!
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| Oh, Johnny! |
| Oh! |