| Hey kids, hey kids, can you rock and roll?
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| Tell me (Yeah!, Yeah!),
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| Alright, let’s go!
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| Constantly doing things that you don’t like,
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| Riding bikes across the street,
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| Without lookin' either way, yeah, yeah.
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| Well I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| Well I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| Well I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| I’m in hell n' I’ve got to tell somebody now.
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| Bah-bah-bah, Bah-bah-bah,
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| Bah-bah-bah, Bah-bah-bah.
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| Chasing these pretty, pretty things,
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| That talk too much, but I don’t mind,
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| Riding bikes across the street,
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| Without lookin' either way, (either way) either way.
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| Oh I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| Well I know you can’t hear me too well the TV is up too loud,
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| Oh I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| I’m in hell, n' I’ve got to tell somebody now.
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| Oh, oh right, c’mon!
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| Well I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| I know you can’t hear me too well the TV is up too loud,
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| Oh I’m in hell, I’ve got to tell somebody now,
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| I’m in hell, and I’ve got to tell somebody now.
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| Bah-bah-bah… |