We gotta kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it When you're hot and tight The girl can't stand it When you're doing it right when they're up on the stand Let me kick out the jams Kick out the jams, we're gonna kick 'em out And I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feeling now baby And the sound that abound and resounds and rebounds straight off of the ceilin' You gotta have it baby You can't do without You get that feelin' gotta kick 'em out Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Kick out the jams, we gotta kick 'em out Got to get it up You know you can't get enough miss Mckenzie 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane' a loopy frenzy We got a guitar and a crash on the drums If you wanna keep on rockin' till the mornin' comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams, yeah kick out the jams I done kicked 'em out