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Blitzkrieg Bop

Blitzkrieg Bop shaked one fertile ground In Germany where people sat on the ground Under the heat of the sun Open bodies laid under the gun. Blitzkrieg Bop became a craze Up front and behind a famed naze Moving, shaking above and under the trees Trembling, quivering with high knees. Blitzkrieg Bop ruled over the world Seventy six atop the torn world People with sad faces learned to prance Everywhere they hopped, wiggle and dance.

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