You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, the way you rock'n'roll. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, when we do the stroll. Come on, Miss Lizzie, love me fore I grow too old. Come on, give me fever, put your little hand in mine. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, girl, you look so fine. You're just a-rockin' and a-rollin', I sure do wish you were mine. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, when you call my name. O-o-o-o-oh baby, say you're driving me insane. Come on, come on, come on, baby, I want to be your lover man. Run and tell your mama I want you to be my bride. Run and tell your brother, baby, don't run and hide. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, and I want to marry you. Come on, give me fever, put your little hand in mine. You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzie, girl, you look so fine. You're just a-rockin' and.a-rollin', I sure do wish you were mine.  Pour imprimer simplement et sans pub