| At nine years old and sweet as she can be
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| All dressed up like a downtown Christmas tree
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| Dancing and humming a rock-roll melody
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| Shes the daughter of a well-respected man
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| Who taught her how to judge and understand
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| Since she became a rock-roll music fan
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Her daddy don’t have to scold her
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| Her partner can’t hardly hold her
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| She never gets any older
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Should’ve seen her eyes when the band began to play
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| And the famous singers sang and barred away
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| When the stars performed, she screamed and yelled, «Hooray!»
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| Ten thousand eyes were watching them leave the floor
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| Five thousand tongues were screaming, «More! |
| More!»
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| And about fifteen hundred waitin outside the door
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Sweet little rock and roller
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| Sweet little rock and roller |