| I want to rock, just rock
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| If the feeling is fine
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| Wouldn’t it be fun for each one to rock all of the time
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| I want to rock, just rock
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| It’s a pleasure to swing
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| Come and join the crowd, shout out loud
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| While you’re into the thing
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| Just stomp your feet
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| And clap your hands
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| So come on, begin
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| We’re gonna swing and sway till that great day, so
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| So lace up your shoes
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| Throw 'way your blues
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| I want to rock, just rock
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| It’s so easy and free
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| Take a little bow, step up now
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| Come and rock it with me
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| (Oh, rock it, rock it, rock it, brother Calloway)
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| Hold the rock here
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| (Dig this little break then cut on out)
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| Solid, boys, that beat
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| I want to rock, just rock
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| Yes, the feeling is fine
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| Wouldn’t it be fun for each one to rock all of the time
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| (Beat that jive on out)
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| I want to rock it and a rock it and a rock it and a rock it
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| It’s a pleasure to swing
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| Come and join the crowd, shout out loud
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| Rock is feeling the thing
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| (Oh, rock it, pa)
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| You stomp your feet
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| And clap your hands
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| So come on, begin
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| We gonna swing and sway till that great day
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| So lace up your shoes
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| Throw away your blues
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| Rock, rock
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| It’s easy and free
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| Take a little bow, step up now
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| Come on, rock it with me |