There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal
That look down in my soul
And start a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden

I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel Two
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was a-chasin' poor Sweet Sue
He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh
"If you don't gimme the deed to your ranch, I'll saw you all in half"<p>And then he grabbed her
And then?
He tied her up
And then?
He turned on the buzz saw
And then?
And then?
Eh-eh!<p>And then along came Jones…

Pick up the papers from the trash.
Cans and bottles you can cash.
We'll better just recycle, or
We're not gonna rock 'n' roll no more
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.<p>Don't be no square. Don't be no chump.
Don't make this Earth a garbage dump.
This planet's screaming "NO MORE FUNK!".
There's no more room for no more junk.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.<p>Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.<p>Kids, you don't have to go to school
To teach your folks this simple rule.
If it's a drink, or just a snack,
Well, when it's empty, take it back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.<p>Who says you can't fight City Hall?
Just write a letter. Make a call.
Sign a petition. And, what's more,
Make 'em get it at your door.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.<p>Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.
Yakety Yak,
Take it Back.

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I said, "Take it easy, baby, I worked all day
And my feet feel just like lead
You got my shirt tails flyin' all over the place
And the sweat poppin' out of my head"<p>She said, "Hey, Bossa Nova baby, keep on workin'
'Cause this ain't no time to quit"
She said, "Go, Bossa Nova baby keep on dancin'
I'm about to have myself a fit"

I never looked for trouble, but I never ran
I don't take no orders from no kind of man
I'm only made out of flesh, blood, and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble, don't you try it all alone<p>'Cause I'm evil
My middle name is Misery
Yes, I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me

The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to wail
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing<p>Let's rock
Everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock