| Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| All my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
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| Well, the doctor told me, Carl you need no pills.
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| Yes, the doctor told me, boy, you don’t need no pills.
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| Just a handful of nickels, the juke box will cure your ills.
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| Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| All them cats are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
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| Well, the old cat bug bit me, man, I don’t feel no pain
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| Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don’t feel no pain.
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| I still love you baby, but I’ll never be the same.
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| I said, all my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| All my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
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| Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| All them cats are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound
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| Well, grand-pa Don got rhythm and he threw his crutches down.
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| Oh the old boy Don got rhythm and blues and he threw that crutches down
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| Grand-ma, he ain’t triflin', well the old boy’s rhythm bound.
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| Well, all them cats are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| All my friends are boppin' the blues; |
| it must be goin' round
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| I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.
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| A rock bop, rhythm and blues.
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| A rock bop, rhythm and blues.
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| A rock rock, rhythm and blues.
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| A rock rock, rhythm and blues.
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| Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round |