| Talkin' 'bout a rock and roll love affair
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| I gotta dress real cool, gotta do my hair
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| I got some blue suede shoes and some pink peg slacks
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| Baby if looks could kill I’d be a heart attack
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| It ain’t got nothin' to do with a pose
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| I said I ams what I ams and a rose is a rose
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| Friends you cannot judge a book by the way its cover looks
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby you ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby just don’t you forget
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| You ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| I’m just a wham-bam grandstand rock and roll boy
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| Spinnin' like a top, let me be your toy
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| If I can make you dance if I can get you to sing
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| Then all the rest don’t mean a goddamn thing
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| Write me up put me down
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| Call me a poet, call me a clown
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| Friends you cannot judge a book by the way its cover looks
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby you ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby just don’t you forget
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| You ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| Everywhere I go people stop and stare
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| But I gotta look good gettin' there
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| Please take heed to my advice
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| Don’t you make me say it twice
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| If the music’s what matters then shut up and listen
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| Might be surprised at what you’ve been missin'
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| Don’t you know you cannot judge a book by the way its cover looks?
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby you ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| What you see is what you get
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| Baby baby just don’t you forget
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| You ain’t seen nothin' yet |