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One man above the rest
With youthful confidence
He was the only dude
With way cool attitude
He was the guy that every young man wants to be
The exception to the rule
The epitome of cool

Rebel without a cause
One step above the law
You got to play the role
Never looked back at all
One star is born and rising on that silver screen
Without mentioning a thing
We know exactly what you mean

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Doing it James Dean style
Doing it fast without a worry
Maybe I'll live to tell the story
Maybe I'll go down in a blaze of glory
James Dean style James Dean stlye
Blue jeans and a clean white tee for me

Poodle skirts and Drive-In theaters
Leather coats and rear-view mirrors
If a thrill is what you're after
Come with me you'll get there faster

Hooray for Hollywood
They got you looking good
They told you what to wear
And how to comb your hair
One man's idea of individuality
Now the question has to be
Do you believe in what you see

One Sunday afternoon
Was when we got the news
One teenage idol gone
One legend carries on
In every boy that climbs that stairway to the stars
With a passion in their heart
Ready and set to play the part

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One man above the rest   With youthful confidence   He was the only dude   With way cool attitude   He was the guy that every young man wants to be   The exception to the rule   The epitome of cool      Rebel without a cause   One step above the law   You got to play the role   Never looked back at all   One star is born and rising on that silver screen   Without mentioning a thing    We know exactly what you mean      CHORUS:   Doing it James Dean style   Doing it fast without a worry   Maybe I'll live to tell the story   Maybe I'll go down in a blaze of glory   James Dean style James Dean stlye   Blue jeans and a clean white tee for me      Poodle skirts and Drive-In theaters   Leather coats and rear-view mirrors   If a thrill is what you're after   Come with me you'll get there faster      Hooray for Hollywood   They got you looking good   They told you what to wear   And how to comb your hair   One man's idea of individuality   Now the question has to be    Do you believe in what you see      One Sunday afternoon   Was when we got the news   One teenage idol gone    One legend carries on   In every boy that climbs that stairway to the stars   With a passion in their heart   Ready and set to play the part      CHORUS