(8 bar intro...very refined and stately)

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Clarence solo

I was meant for better things than this

I should be on a podium in the Tate.

Or living under spotlights

In a French Museum.

It only needed one small twist of fate.

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I'd move within the circles 

Of the rich and intellectual.

At all the latest premieres and shows.

But instead I'm stuck here

With a bunch of philistines.

Who wouldn't know culture 

If it bit them on the nose!

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ALL. Rock and Roll style. Faster

What's that you're saying there

You snobbish lump of clay

We're just as good as you

So get down

From your high horse, baby!

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Just let your hair down

And have some fun!

Come down here...and relax

We're gonna get down

'Til the morning comes.

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Pottery rock and roll dance break

Doo...wop wop

Doo...wop wop

Doo...wop wop

Doo...doo wop wop wop wop

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Doo...wop wop

Doo...wop wop

Doo...wop wop

Doo...doo wop wop wop wop

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Slowing down, Clarence solo

I was meant for better things than this

I should be on a podium in the Tate.

Or living under spotlights

In a French Museum.

It only needed one small twist of fate.

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