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Musical: Footloose
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Rusty My baby, he don't talk sweet He ain't got much to say But he loves me, loves me, loves me I know that he loves me anyway And maybe he don't dress fine But I don't really mind Cuz every time he pulls me near I just wanna cheer Let's hear it for the boy Let's give the boy a hand Let's hear it for my baby You know you gotta understand Whoa, maybe he's no Romeo But he's lovin' one-man show Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Let's hear it for the boy Rusty, Ariel, Irene and Doreen My baby may not be rich He's watching every dime But he loves me, loves me, loves me And we always have a real good time Rusty And maybe he sings off key But that's alright by me Cuz what he does he does so well Makes me wanna yell Let's hear it for the boy Let's give the boy a hand Let's hear it for my baby You know you gotta understand Maybe he's no Romeo But he's my lovin' one-man show Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Let's hear it for the boy Maybe he's no Casanova Still his kisses bowl me ov-ah! Let's hear it for the boy Let's give the boy a hand Let's hear it for my baby You know you gotta understand Oh, he don't score at Bowl-A-Rama Still, you gotta thank his Mama Whoa, whoa whoa whoa Let's hear it for the boy Hear it for my man Let's hear it for my baby Back to main page: Footloose Lyrics
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