| Don’t change that dial caused it’s time to rock and roll
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| Here we go
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| Oh every afternoon
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| When the clock strikes four
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| A crazy bunch of kids
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| Crash though that door yeah
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| Well they throw of there coats
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| And leave that square behind
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| And then they shake it, shake it, shake it Like there losin' there mind
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| You’ll never see them frown
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| Cause they’re the nicest kids in town
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| Ooh every after noon you turn TV on yeah
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| And we know you turn the sound up
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| When your parents are gone
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| And then you twist and shout
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| For your favorite star
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| And when you’ve practiced every step
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| That’s in your repertoire
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| You better come on down
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| And meet the nicest kids in town
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| Real nice kids who like to lead the way
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| And they chose the right in all they do and say
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| And I’m the man who keeps it spining round
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| Mr. Ariel Johnson with the latest greatest vocal point sound
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| So every after noon drop everything yeah
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| Who needs to read and write
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| When you can dance and sing
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| Forget about your algebra and calculous
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| You can always do you homework on the morning bus
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| Can’t tell a verb from a noun
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| There the nicest kids in town
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| Here we go
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| So if every night
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| You shake it as you lie in bed
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| Shake it baby
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| And the bass and drums are pounding in your head
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| Who cares about sleep when you can snooze in school
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| You’ll never get to college but you’ll sure look cool
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| Don’t need a cap and a gown
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| When your the nicest kids in town
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| Come on
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| They’re the nicest nicest
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| They’re the sugar and spices there the
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| Nicest kids in… kids in town |