| Well a new girl moved across the street
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| A rockin' darling, quite complete
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| A long, tall gal from Tennessee
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| And the way she rocks is killing me
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Well I took her to a record hop
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Thought that chick would never stop
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Parked her gum on a saxophone
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Kicked off her shoes and said, «I'm home»
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Well the band went «zoom» and Mabel flipped
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| That chick grabbed me in a crazy grip
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Picked me up and whirled me 'round
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| I went eight-foot up and ten-foot down
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| I got a gal, lives on a hill
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| She won’t dance, but her sister will
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Took me out all over town
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Rocked me up and rocked me down
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| Well a new girl moved across the street
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| A rockin' darling, quite complete
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| A long, tall gal from Tennessee
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| Whoa Mabel!
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| And the way she rocks is killing me
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| Whoa Mabel! |