| Hey, yeah.
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| Here come the jesters, one, two, three.
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| It’s all part of my fantasy,
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| I love the music and I love to see
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| the crowd,
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| Dancing in the aisles and singing out loud, yeah.
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| Here come the dancers one by one,
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| Your mamas calling but you’re having fun
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| You’ll find you’re dancing on a number nine cloud
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| Put your hands together and sing
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| it out loud
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| Its all part of my rock 'n' roll
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| fantasy, yeah.
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| Its all part of my rock 'n' roll
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| dream, yeah.
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| It’s all part of my rock 'n' roll fantasy.
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| It’s all part of my rock 'n' roll
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| dream.
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| Put out the spot lights one and all
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| And let the feeling get down to
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| your soul
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| The music’s so loud you can here the sound
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| Reaching for the sky churning up the ground
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| It’s all part of my rock 'n' roll fantasy.
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| Its all part of my rock 'n' roll dream, oh, yeah.
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| It’s all part of my rock 'n' roll fantasy.
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| Its all part of my rock 'n' roll dream, yeah, yeah.
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| Fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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| Fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. |