| Danny don’t rapp, Danny don’t rapp
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| Danny don’t rapp, Danny don’t rapp
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| Danny was young when he sung that song
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| But then he got old and something got cold
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| No more doo-wop at the hop the cop said
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| He was dead, bullet through the head
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| Forty-two and lounge singing and
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| Still doing that same song every night
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| And he couldn’t stop
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| Every night he sang that song
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| Every night he was at the hop
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| Danny you knew what it was like
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| To be on the top
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| You could rock it you could bop it
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| But why did you drop it
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| Rock and roll will never die
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| But you did, and it’s sad
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| Danny don’t rapp, Danny don’t rapp
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| And on that sorry, sorry night
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| When no hope was left in sight
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| You took your life as lovers often do
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| But I could’ve told you, Danny
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| This world was never meant for one as beautiful as…
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| You can rock it you can bop it
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| You can rock it you can bop it
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| At the hop, ooo |