And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?

I make Rock 'n' Roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and, feed my children All in your good time The Blues they go for a quarter Is guaranteed to satisfy It's a real, funky deal Don't let it pass you by If your evening sun don't shine, my

Good evening Constantinople The best audience in the world we've bin told We really hope the dope'll Make you clap At all that crap That you've bin sold.

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear She'll put on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair And then she asks me, do I look all right? And I say, yes, you look wonderful tonight We go to a party and everyone turns to see

The sound of my heart The beat goes on and on and on and on and You make me feel good Come on to me, come on to me now Boom boom boom clap You're picture perfect blue Sunbathing on the moon Stars shining as your bones illuminate

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair And then she asks me, Do I look all right? And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight We go to a party and everyone turns to see This

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Just a little bit Now make it clap You know what to do with that big fat butt Hot damn it Your booty like two planets Go head, and go ham sandwich Woah, I can't stand it 'Cause you know what to do with that big fat butt

Shorty she like to pop ass high Popped her way up to first class high She clap-clap-clap-clap-clap, she drop it low Then she clap-clap-clap-clap-clap, down to the floor Shake that ass girl, make that coochie wet With your electric body, we found

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?