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| B | | I re | member when rock was young, |
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| Ebm | | me and | Susie had so much fun |
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| E | | Holding | hands and skimmin' stones |
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| F# | | had a | old gold Chevy & a place of my own |
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| B | | But the | biggest kick I ever got |
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| Ebm | | was doin' a | thing called the Crocodile Rock |
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| E | | While the | other kids were rockin' |
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| F# | | 'round the clock we were | hoppin' and |
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boppin' to the Crocodile Rock, well |
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| | | Abm | | | | Crocodile Rockin' is something shockin' |
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| | | C#7 | | | when your | feet just can't keep still |
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| | | F#7 | | | | I never had me a better time |
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| | | B | | | and I | guess I never will. |
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| | | Ab | | | | Oh, Lawdy mamma those Friday nights when |
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| | | C#7 | | | | Susie wore her dresses tight and |
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| | | F#7 | | | | | the Crocodile Rockin' was out of | |
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But the biggest kick I ever got ... |
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But the years went by and rock just died, |
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Susie went & left me for some foreign guy, |
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Long nights cryin' by the record machine dreamin' |
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of my Chevy & my old blue jeans but they'll |
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Never kill the thrills we've got burnin' |
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up to the Crocodile Rock, |
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Learning fast till the weeks went past, |
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we really thought the Crocodile |
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