I went to old Kentucky, whee, the old Kentucky fair, whee
I saw a Senorita, whee, with flowers in her hair, whee.
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it if you can,
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it once again.
Oh, round and around and around she goes, where she stops nobody knows,
Turn to the east, turn to the west, turn to the one that you like best.
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