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C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes, and get goin'
Get rhythm!
A little shoe-shine boy he never gets low-down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town!
Get rhythm!
Bending low at the peoples' feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
Get rhythm!
Well, I asked him while she shined my shoes
How'd he keep from getting the blues
Get rhythm!
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped a shoe-shine rag, and he said
Get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm!
Well, I had to listen to the shoe-shine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy!
Get rhythm!
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoe-shine rag and he held it tight
Get rhythm!
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said, you're a mighty little boy to be a-workin' that way!
Get rhythm!
He said I like it, with a big wide grin
Kept on a-poppin' and he said again
Get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
C'mon get rhythm!
When you get the blues!
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