| The band’s on stage and it’s one of those nights, oh yeah
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| The drummer thinks that he is dynamite, oh yeah
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| You lovely ladies in your leather and lace
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| A thousand lips I would love to taste
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| I’ve got one heart and it hurts like hell
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| Now who’s that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah
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| Now don’t you know that it’s rude to stare, oh yeah
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| I’m not so green but I’m feelin’so fresh
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| I simply like to put her to the test
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| She’s so alive and she’s dressed to kill, but
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| If you can’t rock me somebody will
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| Now I ain’t lookin’for no pretty face, oh no Or for some hooker workin’roughish trade
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| And there ain’t nothing like a perfect mate
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| And I ain’t lookin’for no wedding cake
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| But I been talkin''bout it much too long
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| I think I better sing just one more song
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| I’ve got one heart and it hurts like hell
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| I’m simply dying for some thrills and spills
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| Oh yeah
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| If you can’t rock me If you can’t rock me, somebody will
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| Somebody will, somebody will
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| If you can’t rock me Well, well, well, well |