| Ain’t no fame around here
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| And ain’t no fake ass scene. |
| (No fake ass scene!)
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| So move your ass at the whip of my leather
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| And let it all come clean
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| Hang out, welcome to my hang out
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| Everyone just bang
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| Let your guts just (fall out!)
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| I left my house a quarter to twelve!
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| No ropes, no line, I just walked in!
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| The smoke is thick, but this is home!
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| No suits, no ties, just denim and skin!
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| Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock!
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| (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
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| Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock!
|
| (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
|
| Ain’t no fame around here
|
| And ain’t no fake ass scene. |
| (No fake ass scene!)
|
| So move your ass at the whip of my leather
|
| And let it all come clean
|
| Hang out, welcome to my hang out
|
| Everyone just bang
|
| Let your guts just (fall out!)
|
| Drank the bar dry, a quarter to two!
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| No pink fruit drinks, whiskey and gin!
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| We rock 'till dawn, sweaty and sick!
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| No V.I.P., everyone’s in!
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| Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock!
|
| Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock!
|
| Hang out, welcome to my hang out
|
| Everyone just bang
|
| Let your guts just (fall out!)
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| Let! |
| Me! |
| Drink! |