You're sixteen, good-lookin'
You paddle the last wave
You buy the same kind of things
That they'll be used to wear
Hey, you live on a poster
Just above your bed
You wanna love your James Dean
With the frost lipstick you have
Put on your high heel sneakers and let yourself go
Give me rhythm and blues, give me the sound of soul
Can you hear when the jukebox starts to go?
There's nothing like a feel of mono rock'n'roll
Every day I'll trust you
In the old way gotcha
You spend your time and each tune to hear just rock 'n'roll
Well, put on your high heel sneakers and let yourself go
Give me rhythm and blues, give me the sound of soul
Can you hear when the jukebox starts to go?
There's nothing like the feel of mono rock'n'roll
My heart's riding a nice dream
Movies of the sixties
Your life is a dancing dream
Black and white on your screen
You paddle the last wave
You buy the same kind of things
That they'll be used to wear
Hey, you live on a poster
Just above your bed
You wanna love your James Dean
With the frost lipstick you have
Put on your high heel sneakers and let yourself go
Give me rhythm and blues, give me the sound of soul
Can you hear when the jukebox starts to go?
There's nothing like a feel of mono rock'n'roll
Every day I'll trust you
In the old way gotcha
You spend your time and each tune to hear just rock 'n'roll
Well, put on your high heel sneakers and let yourself go
Give me rhythm and blues, give me the sound of soul
Can you hear when the jukebox starts to go?
There's nothing like the feel of mono rock'n'roll
My heart's riding a nice dream
Movies of the sixties
Your life is a dancing dream
Black and white on your screen
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