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I make rock 'n' roll records
i sell 'em for a dime
i make my living and feed my children
all in good time
the blues they go for a quarter
guaranteed to satisfy
it's a real funky deal
don't let it pass you by
if your evening sun don't shine, my friend
tell you what i'm gonna do
i'm gonna hammer out this rhythm
till i get right next to you