| Now ten years old and as 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 'n' roll melody
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| She’s the daughter of a well respected man
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| Who taught her how to jerk and understand
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| Since she became a rock 'n' roll music fan
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Her daddy doesn’t have to scold her, her… can’t hardly hold her
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| And can’t she never gets any older, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Should-a seen her eyes when the band began to play
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| And the famous singer bowed away
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| The stars were gone, she screamed and yelled for rain
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| Ten thousand eyes were watchin' them leave the floor
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| Five thousand tongues were screamin': 'More and more!'
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| And 'bout fifteen hundred waitin' outside the door
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Her daddy doesn’t have to scold her, her… can’t hardly hold her
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| And can’t she never gets any older, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller, sweet little rock 'n' roller
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| Sweet little rock 'n' roller |