Down goes the sun, sittin', duckin' on guitar
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Up comes the moon, twinkle, twinkle little star
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One and one is two, hitchin' two to make it four
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Go and get your guitar, Johnny, go go go oh baby
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Johnny plays his guitar at the weekly record hop
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He start to shakin', turnin', and they wouldn't let him stop
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Girls so shook up see'em shakin' on the show
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Everybody starts to holler go go go oh baby
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Duck walkin' on his knees, peckin' like a hen
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Lookin' like a locomotive here he comes again
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Meow said the kitty, puppy bow wow wow
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Go and get your guitar Johnny don't stop now oh baby
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Yeah, backed up by a jazz band, layin' on the wood
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Mixin' Ahmad Jamal in my Johnny B. Goode
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Sneakin' Errol Garner in my Sweet Sixteen
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Now they tell me Stan Kenton's cuttin' Maybelline Oh baby
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Papa said to Mama this I've never understood
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How he picks his guitar make the sound so good
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He used to sound goofy but I guess it's alright
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Papa's takin' Mama to the gig tomorrow night oh baby
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Let's Go Go Go
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