Lyrics Class Rock - Tackhead

Class Rock

Talk about rock
Hard as a rock
You can bet your last dollar that this groove is coming over me
Take your jacket off it’s time to sweat profusely
Chorus: I really wanna rock your body
Body rock your body
I’m rockin' so psychotic I think you can tell
Now you see my logic like a bell
I feel so robotic dancing by myself
Chance is I’m neurotic help me off the shelf
I’ve got my pointy shoes on the attitude is savage
Little skirts & funk me pumps I think my eyes are damaged
My pants are getting tight & oh it’s so hot
Twisted brains rot that’s class rock
You better call a doctor to give me a check
I think I know what’s wrong
A case of funk neglect