| She’s 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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| Dancin' an' hummin' a rock-roll melody.
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| She’s 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 'n' roller.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' 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 'n' roller.
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| Should have seen her eyes when the band began to play.
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| And the famous singers sang and bowed away.
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| When the star performed she screamed and yelled, «Hooray!»
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| Ten thousand eyes were watchin' him leave the floor.
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| Five thousand tongues were screamin', «More! |
| More!»
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| And about fifteen hundred waitin' outside the door.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller.
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller. |