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All American Boy
(*Bill Parsons and Orville Lunsfor) [** performed by Marty Wilde:]
Gather 'round, cats, and I'll tell you a story( About how to become an All American Boy Buy you a gittar and put it in tune You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon Impressin' the girls, Pickin' hot licks, and all that jazz
I-I bought me a gittar a year ago Learned how to play in a day or so And all around town it was well understood That I was knockin' 'em out like Johnny B. Goode Hot licks, showin' off, ah number one
Well, I 'd practice all day And up into the night My papa's hair was turnin' white 'Cause he didn't like rock'n'roll He said, you can stay, boy But that's gotta go He's a square He just didn't dig me at all
So I took my gittar, picks and all And bid farewell to my poor ole pa And I split for Memphis where they say all Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball Sessions, hot licks and all They dig me
I was rockin' and boppin' And I's a gettin' the breaks The girls all said that I had what it takes When up stepped a man with a big cigar He said 'come here cat I'm gonnna make you a star I'll put you on Bandstand Buy ya a Cadillac Sign here, kid
I signed my name and became a star Havin' a ball with my gittar Driving a big long Cadillac And fightin' the girls off ma back They just kept a'comin' Screamin', yeah-they like it
So I'd pick my gittar With a great big grin And the money just kept on pourin' in But then one day my Uncle Sam He said (sound of 3 footsteps) Here I am Uncle Sam needs you, boy I'm-a gonna cut your hair Ah-Take this rifle, kid Gimme that gittar, yeah
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