got the call an hour ago
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said she's comin' to the show
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oh no what are we gonna do now
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because whenever she's there
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i can stand and i stare at her long brown hair
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and it all falls apart somehow
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there'll be no rock 'n' roll tonight
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the sound is really gonna stink
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when she's right under the spotlight
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i can't think
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maybe the rain will keep her away
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a flat front tire or a broken leg
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maybe she'll just wanna stay at home
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and we'll rock all night
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i won't drop my pick and i'll get all the words right
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but if she's there then we'll be doomed
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She's Comin' To The Show
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| The Huntingtons |
