We used to hang around together but you found a better crowd
You left and forgot all about me (Jyrki boy)
You shut the door in my face and got mixed up with some girl
Now you say bad things about me and your new friends make fun of me
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Jyrki, Jyrki, don’t push me around
Jyrki try sometimes try to be a man
Jyrki, Jyrki, you gave your word
Then I tried to rock ’n’ roll and you didn’t take any notice
You dug others and not me at all (Jyrki boy)
When I didn’t agree to bow down to you, what a curse I brought upon myself
You say bad things about me and your new friends make fun of me
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(Jyrki boy, Jyrki boy)
Your style only works on my little sister
I can’t go with you to the disco and you won’t take me to San Francisco
It’s clear to me that Elvis is your favourite and your friends make fun of me
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