| Well thinkin' of my school days, I remember Maybeline
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| Used to dance with her all night she was little sweet sixteen
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| Her brother used to chase me He thought I did, but I never could
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| I used to call him Little Queenie
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| His name was Johnnie B. Good
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| I used to hold her 'til I was older
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| Then I got bolder,
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| Her brother used to scold her
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| I left there in the mornin'
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| Went back to Memphis, Tennessee
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| You know her brother never found me And that’s all right with me I went to New York City to find what could be found
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| Just for kicks down sixty six, stopped in L.A. Town
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| Yes I went to California just to see what I could see
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| Well nobody knew just where I was
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| And that’s alright with me You know I met a girl named Carol
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| And her girlfriend sweet Nadine,
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| Played the rock n' roll music
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| Used to kiss me in between
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| Roll over Beethoven that happened to be her favorite song
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| But we never did much rollin'
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| I didn’t stay there long
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| I used to hold her and try to mold her
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| Somebody told her, Nadine and I were bolder
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| I left there in the mornin'
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| Went back to Memphis, Tenneessee
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| You know, I never saw her face again
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| And that’s alright with me Repeat |