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アーティスト:Jerry Lee Lewis  アルバム:The Session 

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...I'll fake it But some how-a old Jerry comes through Sometimes I feel like I, I just can't take it But somehow the Killer comes through Ye-aah I was born in Ferriday, Lou'siana Lord, I was born feet first Come out jumpin', been jumpin'ever since Lord, I know how to take it Oh, the Killer's gotta come through Pick your guitar, fella Born on the farm in Lou'siana Lord, I had a hard time choppin' that cotton Ooooooh, mama used to say 'Son, I'm gonna get ya a piano 'And you may turn out to be rotten' But I didn't Ooh, I'm gonna make it I gotta make it 'Look out son, you might get yourself in trouble' But I didn't Woo-hoo! Turned out good! What am I gonna do now? Wouldn't know if I could Take it, son New Orleans, Louisiana Found me a little Cajun queen We were doin' pretty good One night she shook that thing And then we vowed to marry, Lord What a big mistake, I made it But, I'll make it wait and see Woo! Give it to me, now C'mon, I gotta make it Wooo-wooo-wooo-ooo! I hear ya Just layin' it in, hangin' it in A-like Gunga Dinh


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