The Roadette Song

Shaken on her shoulder, shaking on her arse Ain't no doubt about it she's a gamey lass Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knee Way she move it over, that's the place to please Diction very bad, friction double rich Brazen little hussy, rock 'n' rolling bitch When it come to business takes off like a jet Rocking's her vocation She's a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle all right Lightning in her legs Spitfire on her hip Rock 'n' roll's a habit Guitar wrote the script Messed up on her history Won the schooling prize Does her heavy thinking Bristols and her thighs Never had a teacher Messing with her brain You should see her pupils Music's in her veins Shifting her transmission Chevrolet, Corvette Rock 'n' roll relations With a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle guitar Shaken on her shoulder Shaking on her arse Ain't no doubt about it She's a gamey lass Jerking with her elbow Clever with her knee Way she move it over That's the place to please Diction very bad Friction double rich Brazen little hussy Rock 'n' rolling bitch When it come to business Take off like a jet Rocking's her vocation She's a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle, all right 1,2, 1-2-3-4, 1