"You make my heart beat so fast/ Like a velveteen clock/ Like a broker with kicks.

You make my heart grow fonder/ And fearful of the stakes/ forgetful of the clocks/ Resentful of all the kicks/ After all.../ All I needed was you."

"Mixing rock 'n' roll and peanut butter/ Is not such an easy thing to do/ And if you want some sweet jelly-jelly/ You'ze gots to eat the rock 'n' roll too."

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