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I can jive, but she can rock & roll...
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I met her late one night when I was wild

On the tiles, racy, footloose, easy-free to

Do as I like. ‘Do I have commitments,

Is there someone at home?’ ‘Well as you

See its 3am - I’m here on my own. Ooh,

 

I can jive, but she can rock & roll,

Fully fashioned legs an’ dress an'

Oh, oh, so much more, ooh,

I can jive, but she can rock & roll,

 

We took off to a blue light, paid the

Man on the door, we danced ‘til nearly

6am an’ then we went home, en route she

Took my fancy, took my heart, and bared

My soul, bared it racin’ up the stairs an’

Later on the floor. Ooh,

 

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

She’s got it, She can’t help it, Ready

Teddy, Oh, my soul, ooooooooooh,

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

 

I met her late one night when I was wild

On the tiles, a cat that’s been about and

Knows her way around guys, locked in

Heaven’s clutches no way of getting free,

But that assumes I’d want to an’ I’ve

Somehow lost the key. Ooh,

 

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

She’s got it, She can’t help it, Jenny

Jenny, Oh, my soul, ooooooooooh,

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

I can jive, but she can rock & roll.

 

© Joseph G Dawson