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me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
wanting more
Yeah you got me to my core
'Cause I was raised on rock and roll
Tuning in on your radio, radio
Spinning 'round on my stereo, stereo
Oh, I
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
anybody song
Versatile as fuck I switch it up like dennis rodman dome
No homo you rock and roll rest in peace my styrofoam
Now they wan kno wat I be
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
thing that I ever seen
I'm going to name you Maybellene
Flying on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock and roll
Two, three hours
honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I have ever seen
I'm going to name you Maybellene
Flying on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to Rock
classics,
Sometimes lullabies;
But mostly rock n' roll
- that I'll surely improvise.
And with my favourite guitar,
I'll be just strummin' away
And bidding
into some poppy sensation
To cop me rotation at rock 'n' roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who
into some poppy sensation
To cop me rotation at rock 'n' roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
the sun, listenin' to the radio,
Like flowers on the sand, the rainbow in my mind.
Hey lets go all over the world,
Rock and roll girls, rock and roll girls.
spot out there I'd like to show ya
By the light of the radio I'd like to get to get to know ya
Off the beaten path
One foot on the dash and one
line Christian pockets instead--avoid temptation
guilty by association
Turn the radio on to a down-home drawl
hear a brylcream prophet with
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
Once upon a time not so very long ago
There wasn't such a thing as a rock 'n roll-show.
You had to sit at home and listen to the radio.
Then came
like a curse
Instant karma's going to get him
If I don't get him first
Don't believe that rock 'n' roll
Can really change the world
As it spins in
the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's pissin'
Leg up on the competition
Promisin' complete dominance, Sugar Ray Robinson
I'm in a league Muhammad's in
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the RO
"Kid Rock I ain'ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like ya don't know,
When I
comes the buckin' bronco
Stompin' and stampedin' up the damn street
Like them Buffalo Soldiers, I told ya
I'm about to blow, so look out below,
on nights that never end
The summer time blues drowned out by the engines tune we light up these streets then rock and roll
Revv revv rock and roll
Revv revv
like a curse
Instant karma's going to get him
If I don't get him first
Don't believe that rock 'n' roll
Can really change the world
As it spins in
and dance in your socks
On the windshield to some radio rock
And we'll roll with it
Won't think about it too much
Baby, let's just go with it
And get
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