| And it came to pass
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| That in the year of rock and superstars
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| King Richard returned from exile to claim his throne
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| And from around the world, the cry was:
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| «The King! |
| The King! |
| King Richard is back!
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| Long live the king! |
| Long live the king!
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| King Richard is back, the king! |
| King Richard is back!
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| Long live the king! |
| Long live the king!»
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| Good golly Miss Molly, go and tell everybody
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| Every Johnny, Joe and Jack that the king is back
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| We gonna let it reety-deety, gonna let it all burn
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| Gonna have a celebration, for the king returns
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| I’m the king of rock and roll
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| I’m the king of rock and roll
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| Now I’m gonna sing and shout it
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| There ain’t no doubt about it
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| I’m the king of rock and roll
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| Tom Jones said that daddy in {?]
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| But I can beat his with my king sized
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| Ike and Tina Turner got an earthquake sound
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| But I’m the man from Macon and I’m gonna put 'em down
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| Elvis Presley, have you heard the news?
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| I’m gonna walk over your blue suede shoes
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| One and two, Three Dog Night
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| I bet your bark is much bigger than your bite
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| Creedence Clearwater
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| Don’t you know your honor?
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| Tell Sly and the Stone to leave rock and roll alone
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| Aretha Franklin is the queen of soul
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| But who wants to be the queen
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| When you’re the king of rock and roll? |