It was a rock and roll wedding,
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Held down at a rock and roll shack,
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Well the groom wore boots and leather,
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Let me tell you that the bride she wore black,
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Electric guitars cranked up real loud and good,
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And the people next door said,
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"There goes the neighborhood"
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Black and white cars parked all the way around the block,
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They had the music, it was crakin',
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Man, I did not think it would stop,
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Rockin' and rollin' like everybody knows they should,
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And the people next door said,
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"There goes the neighborhood"
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Chorus:
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood
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Well the preacher drove up in a Harley all dressed in chrome,
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And the bride and groom said "Welcome to our happy home",
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You know the vows were said and everybody kissed the bride,
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And the people next door were lookin' for a place to hide
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Then the party really started and it lasted throughout the night,
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A lot of people got it right and the others just wanted to fight,
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Got as hot as the flames across a hot rod hood,
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And the people next door said,
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"There goes the neighborhood"
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Chorus:
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Rockin' and rollin' like everybody knows they should
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Chorus:
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood,
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Rockin' and rollin' like everybody knows they should
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There Goes the Neighborhood
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| Molly Hatchet |
