| Got a crazy little cat that works down town
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| Cuts an awful lot of capers when I come around
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| She’s got the westbound Diesel with the evening mail
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| And a ooh-wee … red blue jeans and a ponytail
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| She can do more tricks to this heart of mine
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| Than ten little monkeys on a long grapevine
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| I know when she holds me, why I get so weak and pale
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| Ooh-wee … red blue jeans and a ponytail
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| (Rock!)
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| Yeah, she’s got more rhythm than a ten piece band
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| She can rock 'n' roll to the clapping of your hand
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| I know why they watch her like a train does a rail
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| It’s a ooh-wee red blue jeans and a ponytail
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| She can make cold chills run up 'n' down my spine
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| Make me feel warm in the wintertime
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| She packs a lot of wallop, can be so small and frail
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| It’s ooh-wee red blue jeans and a ponytail
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| (Rock again now!) |