| Everywhere you go | |
| lights flash | |
| All you got to have is the cash | |
| While you think youre able | |
| Its got to have a label | |
| Designer music | |
| Designer music | |
| I dont even know | |
| what it means | |
| Stick it on your shoes | |
| or your jeans | |
| If Calvin says its smashin | |
| Its got to be in fashion | |
| Designer music | |
| Designer music | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| So put another dime | |
| In the jukebox | |
| Baby | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| So come andTake the time | |
| And dance with me | |
| I saw him dancing there | |
| By the record machine | |
| I knew he must have | |
| Been about seventeen | |
| The beat was going strong | |
| Playing my favorite song | |
| I could tell | |
| It wouldn't be long | |
| Till he was with me | |
| Yeah, with me | |
| And I could tell | |
| It wouldn't be long | |
| Till he was with me | |
| Yeah, with me | |
| Singin' | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| So put another dime | |
| In the jukebox | |
| Baby | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| So come andTake the time | |
| And dance with me | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| So put another dime | |
| In the jukebox | |
| Baby | |
| I love rock 'n' roll | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| Hey hey | |
| Set me free | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| You're a real mean guy | |
| I'd like to clip your wings | |
| So you can't fly | |
| I am in love | |
| and it's a crying shame | |
| And I know that | |
| you're the one to blame | |
| Hey hey | |
| Set me free | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| Stop picking on me | |
| I can't do my homework | |
| And I can't think straight | |
| I meet him every morning | |
| At 'bout half-past eight | |
| I'm acting like a lovesick fool | |
| You've even got me | |
| carrying his books to school | |
| Hey hey | |
| Set me free | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| Stop picking on me | |
| You mixed me up for good | |
| Right from the very start | |
| Hey, go play Robin Hood | |
| With somebody else's heart | |
| You got me jumping | |
| like a crazy clown | |
| And I don't feature | |
| what your puttin' down | |
| Well since I kissed | |
| his loving lips of wine | |
| The thing that bothers me is | |
| That I like it fine | |
| Hey hey | |
| Set me free | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| Stop picking on me | |
| Hey hey | |
| Set me free | |
| Stupid Cupid | |
| Stop picking on me |