All American Boy

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Gather round cats and I'll tell you 
a story

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Bout how to become an all American 
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boy

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Buy you a guitar and put it in tune

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You'll be a rocking and a rolling 
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soon

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Impressing the girls picking hot 
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licks and all that jazz


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Ah I bought me a guitar a year ago

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Learned how to play in a day or so

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And all around town it was well 
understood

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That I was knocking 'em out like 
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Johnny B Goode

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Hot licks  showing off  ah number 
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one


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Yeah I practiced all day and up into
 the night

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My papa's hair was turning white

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Cause he didn't like rock'n roll

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He said you can stay boy but 
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that's gotta go

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He's a square  he just didn't dig
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 me at all


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So I took my guitar picks and all

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Bid farewell to my poor ol' pa

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Split for Memphis where they say 
y'all

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Them swinging cats are having a ball

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Sessions  hot licks and all  they
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 dig me


I was rocking and a bopping and I 
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was getting the breaks

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The girls all said that I have what
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 it takes

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When up stepped a man with big cigar

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He said come here cat I'm gonna 
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make you a star

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I'll put you on bandstand  buy 
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you a Cadillac  sign here kid


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I signed my name and became a star

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Having a ball with my guitar

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Driving a big long Cadillac

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And fighting the girls off of my 
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back

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They just kept a coming   
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screaming  yeah they liked it


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So I picked my guitar with a great 
big grin

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And the money just kept on pouring 
in

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But then one day my Uncle Sam he 
said (knock knock) here I am

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Uncle Sam needs you boy I'm a gonna 
cut your hair off