| The old man told me, hey, you make a choice
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| You can make the music and stop all your noise
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| Or you can get out and find your own way
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| I told him stick it, my rock’s here to stay
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| No, no, I can’t live without it
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| No, no, it just ain’t the same
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| No, no, ain’t no doubt about it
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| No, no, oh so rock me again
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| I want to roll it and burn it all night
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| Me and my chevy don’t stop for no lights
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| Cranking the metal, blasting the plant
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| They want to catch me, bet you they can’t
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m rocking, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, there’s no stopping, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m rocking, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m gone
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m rocking, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, there’s no stopping, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m rocking, stick it, stick it
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| I’m out on the road, and I’m gone, I’m gone
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| Stick it, stick it
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| In your heart |