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| Up in the morning and out to school |
| The teacher is teaching the golden rule |
| American history and practical maths |
| Study 'em hard and hoping to pass |
| Working your fingers right down to the bone |
| And the guy behind you won't leave you alone |
| Ring ring goes the bell |
| The cook in the lunch room is ready to sell |
| You're lucky if you can find a seat |
| You're fortunate if you have time to eat |
| Back in the classroom open your books |
| Gee but the teacher don't know how mean she looks |
| Hail hail rock 'n' roll |
| Soon as 3 o'clock rolls aroun' |
| You finally lay your burden down |
| Close up your books and get out of your seat |
| Down the hall and into the street |
| Up to the corner and 'round the bend |
| Right to the juke joint you go in |
| Drop the coin right into the slot |
| You gotta hear something that's really hot |
| With the one you love you're makin' romance |
| All day long you've been wanting to dance |
| Feeling the music from head to toe |
| Round and round and round you go |
| Long live rock 'n' roll |