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Claudia
Martina Sorbara
'Who likes Wednesdays, anyway,'
Wouldn't you say,
She says, 'there's not enough ends in the week
If I had my way,'
She says, 'it would be Friday
And we'd stay and dance till after
The band packed their stuff away'
Claudia, wish I danced like you
Danced like I had nothing to worry 'bout
Except Rock & Roll
Look ain't she cool
I'm going through
Aren't I a right fool
I spill my guts like she cares what
I'm sure she don't like me
I live by Derby
Well really how could she
I come from the country
I'm a nobody
Claudia wish I was cool as you girl
To worry 'bout
Wish I had nothing better
Except Rock & Roll
One day I'll be just as wild
If she's no shame then why should I
Claudia, wish I was like you
She got everything
Wish I was half as glamorous
She got it all man
And out of hand
So help me Claudia, huh,
Be more just like ya
Oh help me shake this pettiness
Scared half to death
'Cause I'm scared stiff
Quite like you girl
Don't you got something better
Claudia, there's no one
To worry 'bout
Except Rock & Roll
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