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The Beatles - Dizzy Miss Lizzy - 1965
You make me dizzy Miss Lizzy,
The way you rock'n'roll.
You make me dizzy Miss Lizzy,
When you do the stroll.
Come on, Miss Lizzy,
love me 'fore I grow too old.
Come on, give me fever,
Put your little hand in mine.
You make me dizzy Dizzy Lizzy,
Girl, you look so fine.
You're just a-rockin' and a-rollin',
Girl I Said I wish you were mine.
AHHHH!!! OWWWW!! WOOO!!
You make me dizzy Miss Lizzy,
When you call my name.
O-o-o-o-oh baby,
Say you're driving me insane.
Come on, come on, come on, come on baby,
I want to be your lover man.
AHHH!! ooh! ooh! OWWW!
Run and tell your mama
I want you to be my bride.
Run and tell your brother,
Baby don't run and hide.
You make me dizzie, Miss Lizzy,
Girl I want to marry you.
Come on, give me fever,
Put your little hand in mine, girl.
You make me dizzy dizzy Lizzy,
Girl, you look so fine.
You're just a-rockin' and a-rollin',
Woo! I Said I wish you were mine.
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