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Wop wop wop, wop wop adada dada Wop wop wop, wop wop adada dada Wop wop wop, wop wop adada dada Wop wop wop, wop wop adada dada Shout, shout, knock yourself out Come on, yell, yell loud and swell You gotta scream, scream, you know what I mean Put another dime in the record machine Hey, we're having a party now it's just begun We're all over here and we're having fun Joe's all alone and he wants to be kissed While Mary's in the corner and she's doing the twist So let's shout, shout, knock yourself out Come on, yell, yell loud and swell You gotta scream, scream, you know what I mean Put another dime in the record machine Hey, play another song like A Runaround Sue Let's do a dance that we all can do Turn that jukebox up mighty loud Let's liven up this crazy crowd Come on, shout, shout, knock yourself out Come on, yell, yell loud and swell You gotta scream, scream, you know what I mean Put another dime in the record machine Every party that I intend Believe now it's the living end Moving and grooving with some friends of mine Saturday night now we're having a time So let's shout, shout, knock yourself out Come on, yell, yell loud and swell You gotta scream, scream, you know what I mean Put another dime in the record machine Hey, doing the fly with our hands in the sky Yeah, foot stomping, baby just a you and I School was out about a quarter to three And we're having fun, it's plain to see So let's shout, shout, knock yourself out Come on, yell, yell loud and swell You gotta scream, scream, you know what I mean Put another dime in the record machine
Writer(s): Thomas F. Bogdany, Ernest Maresca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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