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Don't you tell me n-n-n-no lies woman cause all you know I've toldDon't sell me no alibi sister cause all you've got I've soldYou better leave that midnight sneaking to the one who worked it outI don't wanna hear no back talk speaking go on and shut yer mouthAnd everything's gonna work out tight if you act like you been toldSo don't try to lay no boogie woogie on the king of rock and roll.Don't you feed me no TV dinners when you know I'm used to steakI don't need no rank beginners when it's time to shake that shakeYou better pull your thing together, reach in and dust it outAnd if ya feel that yer ass can't dig it then I guess you know the routeIt ain't a matter of pork 'n beans gonna justify your soulJust don't try to lay no boogie woogie on the king of rock and roll.You weren't alive when I started to drive, so don't put none on meYou didn't arrive 'til late '45 but your head's in '53.You got what it takes to keep the heads a-spinning down by the old rim shackAnd you come across just like a fool grinning in the back of a red Cadillac.You can't come across the Astrobridge until you pay the tollSo don't try to lay no boogie woogie on the king of rock and roll. From Letras Mania