| Remember the tune that your daddy would play
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| When a pretty balloon would make you happy and gay
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| Oh, Cindy
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| Right on his knees you were singing the song
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| Feeling really at ease knowing where you belonged
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| Oh, Cindy
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| He couldn’t stop you getting older
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| Watched you growing to his shoulder
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| Dreaming of his sunny days with Cindy
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| But he felt with understanding
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| Sunny days might soon be ending
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| When rock 'n' roll would break into your life
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| Rock 'n' roll would change his baby
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| To a lovely little lady
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| Someone else would come and call her «Cindy»
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| Rock 'n' roll would see her dancing
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| Waking up and start romancing
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| 'Till the day when she would go away
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| Now you’re grown up, with a girl of your own
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| Don’t forget what you’ve got
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| Try to give a good home to Cindy
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| Play her a song as your daddy would do
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| To make her happy and strong whenever she’s blue
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| Your Cindy
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| You can’t stop her getting older
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| Watch her growing to your shoulder
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| Dreaming of your sunny days with Cindy
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| But you feel with understanding
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| Sunny days might soon be ending
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| When rock 'n' roll would will break into her life
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| Rock 'n' roll would change his baby
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| To a lovely little lady
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| Someone else would come and call her «Cindy»
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| Rock 'n' roll would see her dancing
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| Waking up and start romancing
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| 'Till the day when she would go away |