Etta James - Hickory Dickory Dock Lyrics
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Hickory Dickory Dock
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What Are The Lyrics For Hickory Dickory Dock By Etta James?
Hickory dickory dock, hickory dickory dock
I wanna turn back, I wanna turn back I wanna turn back the clock I wanna live last night again Hold my baby tight again Hickory dickory, dickory dock Hickory dickory dock, hickory dickory dock I'm doin' a flip, such a big flip Flippin' all around the block Last night at a quarter to nine Lover man said he'd be mine Hickory dickory, dickory dock He came a callin' We went ballin' Last night around a quarter to eight We went to see a show Don't know what I saw But the kissin' was great Hickory dickory dock, hickory dickory dock Look at me shake, look at me quake Look at my poor heart rock And I've got news for you Oh, we're gonna say, "I do" Hickory dickory, dickory dock He came a callin' We went ballin' Last night around a quarter to eight We went to see a show Don't know what I saw But the kissin' was great Hickory dickory dock, hickory dickory dock Look at me shake, look at me quake Look at my poor heart rock And I've got news for you Oh, we're gonna say, "I do" Hickory dickory, dickory dock Hickory dickory, dickory dock Hickory dickory, dickory dock Hickory dickory, dickory dock |
Who Wrote Hickory Dickory Dock By Etta James?
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What's The Duration Of The Hickory Dickory Dock By Etta James?The duration of Hickory Dickory Dock is 3:03 minutes and seconds. |
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