you know what it's like
when you wake up in the mornin' and it's hard
standin' up straight at attention
like the changing of the guards
or how it is in a porno shop
when you put your quarter in the slot
and you try to look cool
so that nobody knows that you're hot

you got to a club and you're hogh
on some fine marijuana
and the singer in the band
copped all her moves from madonna
and you wanna
or lte at night, you're home in bed
alone, and it's cold out,
you put your hand where it's warm
while open up Miss January's fold-out

well, that's how it is, when she's around
and I can't, no I can't
I can't keep it down

I can't keep it down
when that girl 's around
I can't keep it under my control
I can't k-k-keep it down, no, no
I can't
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna rock and roll

I'm thinking 'bout the time in my life
when I first learned what cryin was
the first time I ever had to come face to face with what dyin' was
the relatives gathered all in black
to mourn for my great aunt Juanita
when who comes through my doo rto pay
her respects
but our cousin Conchita
the tears in her eyes only made them look even more Spanish
as I wathed her I swear I could feel
the floor under me vanish
she goes to them all then she fin'ly
comes over to me
and she kisses my cheek an I lower my eyes
I can hardly believe what I see

'cause I'm looking down the front of her gown
and I can't, no I can't
I can't keep it down!

I can't keep it down
when that girl 's around
I can't keep it under my control
I can't k-k-keep it down, no, no
I can't
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna rock and roll