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well I was sittin' in a smokey room, band playin' rock and roll everybody burnin', yearnin' for some alcohol I got up to buy the wine, when I saw shirley jean powdering her nose, posin' like a movie queen shirley jean, sweet little seventeen shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine I tried to give her a sign, but she was too high to see sittin' and starin', carin' not a thing for me woo sweet little shirley jean, sure lookin' good to me jet black stockings, rockin' to the bebop beat tell by the way she was actin', musta' had a whole lot to hide she's got a whole lotta lovin', all bottled up inside woo I ain't goin to say a word, can't find a word to say you ain't gonna get me, let me tell you right away I gave up and wandered out, when I saw the reason why hugging little shirley, a curly headed honey pie shirley jean, sweet little seventeen shirley jean, sweet little lovin' machine, well shirley jean, sweet little seventeen shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine well, shirley jean, sweet little seventeen shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine yeah, well, shirley jean let me grease your machine let me check your oil woo sure looks good to me |