Up in the mornin' and out to school
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The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule
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American history and practical math
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You study' em hard and hopin' to pass
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Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
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And the guy behind you won't leave you alone
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Ring ring goes the bell
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The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell
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You're lucky if you can find a seat
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You're fortunate if you have time to eat
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Back in the classroom open you books
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Gee but the teacher don't know
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How mean she looks
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Soon as three o'clock rolls around
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You finally lay your burden down
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Close up your books, get out of your seat
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Down the halls and into the street
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Up to the corner and 'round the bend
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Right to the juke joint you go in
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Drop the coin right into the slot
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You gotta hear something that's really hot
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With the one you love you're makin' romance
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All day long you been
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Wantin' to dance
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Feelin' the music from head to toe
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'Round and 'round and 'round you go
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Drop the coin right into the slot
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You gotta hear something that's really hot
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Hail, hail rock'n'roll
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Deliver me from the days of old
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Long live rock'n'roll
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The beat of the drum is loud and bold
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Rock rock rock'n'roll
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The feelin' is there body and soul
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School Days
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| Chuck Berry |
