Yeah that’s the way a night should feel With the top laid back and the stars all shining Rockin’ to the radio, you in that short crop tank top dressed to kill One hand on you, one on the wheel We were rollin’ down an open road The way a night should feel

I’m gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I’m gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of

Rock and Roll, Rock And I drink more than you And party harder than you do And my car's faster than yours too P.I.N.K. P.I.M.P I'm back again I know y'all missed me I'm so so sick can't handle it Yeah I talk shit just deal with it

Ah ah ah ah ah In the arms of cobwebs It's a one room city, yeah His value declined Rock me now Roll me out When he offered his name The town where she was born Like town where I was born

Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the

You're the one I want, you're the one I need Baby, if I was a king, ah, you would be my queen You're the rock in my roll You're good for my soul, it's true I'm head over boots for you I wanna sweep you off your feet tonight I wanna love you and hold you

Take a chance on rock 'n' roll Come on let us give your mind a ride Well come on All you people The time has come to get together You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music To get you through the stormy weather And do whatever you feel

I’m comin’ in hot Already got your song on When you climb in it’ll be playin’ Been thinking ‘bout you all week long Oh baby don’t keep me waiting You’ve got about forty-five minutes tops ‘Fore I roll in there ready to rock Comin’ to get some of what you

Be cruel to your school In the name of rock and roll Just like a sister or a brother 'Cause you may never get another 'Cause hey I gotta know What I'll have to show When I hi-hi-ho it from here 'cause you may never get another well I don't think I'll

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,