| Well, hail, hail Rock and Roll!
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| Well, hail, hail Rock and Roll!
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| I love you till you slit my throat and swallow me whole
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| You’re a bad, bad boy
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| With a selfish little soul
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| Rock and Roll
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| Can’t put my finger on exactly what it is that you stole
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| You like it low, lower than I thought that I could ever go
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| You took my deep, red heart
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| To a deep, dark hole
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| Rock and Roll
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| Bop, bop, bop!
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| Oh, oh, oh!
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| Hail, hail, thirty-three
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| Well, hail, hail thirty-three!
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| Well, hail, hail thirty-three!
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| Your violent hiss sounds so sweet to me
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| You got a copperhead kiss
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| Hidden up your sleeve
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| Thirty-three
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| You’d burn me down like an old oak tree
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| You wanna turn my love into an enemy
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| You mighta fooled everybody
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| But you won’t fool me
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| Thirty-three
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| Bop, bop, bop!
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| Oh, oh, oh!
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| Bop, bop, bop!
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| Oh, oh, oh!
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| Bop, bop, bop!
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| Oh, oh, oh!
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| Ba-da-da-da-da
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| Ba-da-da-da-da
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| Ba-da-da-da-da
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| Well, hail, hail wrecking ball!
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| Well, hail, hail wrecking ball!
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| When it gets out of control I’m gonna give you a call
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| Have you come down here
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| Make some sense of it all
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| Wrecking ball
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| It woulda got filled up, it woulda got too tall
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| It’s breathin' up your neck and burnin' down you hall
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| It took years in the makin'
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| Just a second to fall
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| Wrecking ball |