| You want to rock and roll
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| It’s been your big dream
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| You oughta celebrate
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| Girl! |
| You’re only sixteen
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| Ignore your Mom and Dad
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| And do what you feel
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| You gotta be yourself
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| And follow your dreams
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| Don’t let them call you a juvenile delinquent
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| Don’t let them say, say that you’re bad
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| Don’t let them call you a juvenile delinquent
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| Just follow your dreams, you’ll never be sad
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| You ain’t a kid no more
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| Adolescence behind
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| You’re lookin' good these days
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| Believe me, girl!
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| I’m not blind
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| Now there’s no turnin' back
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| Baby, you’ve made up your mind
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| It’s time to stand your ground
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| You know that you’ve turned the tide
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| Life’s too short, you gotta realize
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| The days go by, turn into years
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| Rock and Roll, its just a way of life
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| Its here for me, for me and you!
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| It’s time to party now
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| Enjoy what we’ve missed
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| Screw everybody else
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| And raise up your fist
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| Don’t let them call you a juvenile delinquent
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| Don’t let them say, say that you’re bad
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| Don’t let them call you a juvenile delinquent
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| Just follow your dreams, you’ll never be sad |