Your heart, not able Let me show you How much I care Sometimes it gets hard When you rock rock and roll roll with me There's nowhere else I'd rather be Let me wrap myself around you You'll show me how I see it

When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't have a care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go. Jesus and and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to

Hard as a rock rock Well, it's harder than a rock rock Well, it's harder than a rock, yeah Harder than a rock rock A rollin' rock, electric shock She gives a lickin' that doesn't stop She line 'em up, push you 'round Smokin' rings going round and and round Her hot potatoes

He's rockin', I'm rollin' He's beautiful and and I'm broken I should've known better Thinking this could last forever Giving up, giving in, let's Call it out for what it is Should've known where this was going He's right and and I'm wrong This love is good as

Love lies bleeding in my hands And And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock rock and roll roll and and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you so I split the band The roses in the window box Have

Hey, hey, you got me rocking now Hey, hey, there ain't no stopping me I was a butcher cutting up meat My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet I was a surgeon 'till I start to shake I was a-falling 'till you put on the brakes I was a pitcher down in a

We know, got rock rock and roll roll Four horsemen Cannot breathe That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue We know, only rock rock and roll roll Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun But they told no one where they had begun They were given all the

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 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 make it easy to see High ball shooter You sure ripped the low ones off me You´re a high ball shooter Well I´m a rock rock and roll roll preacher Not a Sunday school teacher You ain´t no shady lady But I love the way you strut your stuff You´re a snow queen

Only rock 'n' roll but I like it, yeah I know it's only rock 'n' roll, like it, like it, yes I do Would it satisfy, would it slide on by Baby, can't you see this old boy has been a lonely? Well, I know it's only rock 'n' roll, I like it I know it's only