You can't stop rock 'n' roll Can't stop, can't you stop it Can't stop you can't stop it Now you can ride it high And you can light the way Lift up your hands in praise Here it comes, you're never gonna top it On a run, no way you can stop it Total style,

I fell in love with the girl at the rock show She said "what?" and I told her that I didn't know She's so cool, I'm gonna sneak in through her window Everything's better when she's around I can't wait till her parents go out of town (I'll never forget

Let's turn up the radio Turn off those stupid singing shows Back to the shack Take me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out like it's '94 I know where we need to go Sorry guys I

Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer Red bottoms up right now Got a nigga mad 'cause she seen your bitch chose up Not you, made her life, brand new She actin', brand new Got your girl goin' up, she

Yeah yeah yeah Hey baby, it's good to see you again This party's rockin' let's get you jumpstarted And get you a drink I love that haggard t-shirt you got on The way you're singin along, shaking that thing Right about now all I wanna say is Look at you

I swear I'll do Anything that I have to 'Til I forget about you. Dance hard, laugh more Turn the music up now Party like a rock star Can I get a what now? Jump up, fall down Gonna play it loud now.

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

(If we could just join hands) That's all it takes, that's all it takes I've been to London, seen seven wonders I know to trip is just to fall I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it I always knew what it was for There can be no denying, that the wind'll

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

(I got some issues, I know that, I can't lie) (Yeah) 'Cause I got a bitch but I fuck hoes on the side ('Cause I got a bitch but I fuck hoes on the side) (Yeah) I got some issues, I know that, I can't lie I got some issues that I know I can't hide (I got