| Ain’t never gonna settle down
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| Cuz I’ve got something to say
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| I’m not gonna get pushed around
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| and nothin’s gonna stand in my way
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| Well I’m all pumped up and I m ready to go
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| I’m gonna stand up and shout
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| And if ya don’t like what I’m saying to you
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| Don’t let the door hit ya on the way out!
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| Get use to it
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| Ya gotta live out of control
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| Get use to it
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| Cuz rock n' roll is in your soul!
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| Now listen up
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| Nothins ever gonna slow me down
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| I always got my foot on the gas
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| And if ya can’t groove to these sounds
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| Well pucker up and kiss my ass!
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| I’m like a 44 magnum on a
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| shooting range that’s what I’m all about
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| And if you don’t like what I’m saying to you
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| Don’t let the door hit ya on the way out!
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| Cuz what you think of me is none
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| of my damn business
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| I’m just gonna drive along with
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| the windows down and the wind
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| in my hair and my middle finger
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| in the air!
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| Because rock n' roll is here to
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| stay and if you don’t like it, my
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| finger’s gonna be pointed your way!
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| Get use to it
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| Ya gotta live out of control
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| Get use to it
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| It’s Rock n' roll. |