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There’s a crowd a Black Hawks they're a foolin' around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about Tensons Tavern
It ain't what they call Rock and Roll

Then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
Then he makes it fast with one more thing