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    DINOSAUR
    words & music by Bob Corbin
    pub. by Sabal Music, Inc.(ASCAP)

    Hey man, them ain't high heel sneakers
    And they sure don't look like dancin' shoes
    And that ain't rock 'n roll you're playin'
    And it sure don't sound like rythmn and blues
    You sing a song about makin' love to your sister
    Well I think I'd rather hear Johnny B. Goode
    And what's that stuff you've got on your face Mister
    Is there something I don't know that I should
    And I guess I'm a
    (Chorus)
    Dinosaur
    Should've died out a long time before
    Have pity on a dinosaur
    Hand me my hat, excuse me M'amBbut where's the door
    Used to be, I had a lot of fun in the city
    I listened to the jukebox and tried to stay out of fights
    And now and then a sweet young girl in a red dress
    All gussied up, man what a sight....and you know that
    Flashing lights sure make me dizzy
    And the music's very strange to my ear
    It looks like they turned Smokey Joe's into a spaceship
    I'll be leaving just as soon as I finish my beer
    And I must be a
    (Repeat chorus)
    I had a dream, they put me in a museum
    Right up beside the dinosaurs
    And at my feet lay the fender of my old Chevy
    And it read Missing Link....1964
    And I must be a
    (Repeat chorus)

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