"Rock 'n' roll music is basically gospel and rhythm and blues; it sprang from that"


You know the kind of feeling

When you drink until you're sleeping

And you work between the hooters

Screaming rock 'n' roll


Can't remember fucking

But you know your head is knocking

And you say you're oh so sorry

Cause you puked at her door


I got the feeling that I'm wasting my time

I got the reasons to get fucked up some time

I got this funny looking chick in my seat

I got my baby, I got the booze, I got the beat


Lipstick on my body

As I'm cruising in the caddy

Do you like to show your moves in the car

You twist it and you turn it

And I'm shaking, cause I'm burning

Oh baby, baby, you so hot 'n' cruel


I got the feeling that I'm wasting my time

I got the reasons to get fucked up some time

I got this funny looking chick in my seat

I got my baby, I got the booze, I got the beat


You know the kind of feeling

When you drink until you're sleeping

And you work between the hooters

Screaming rock 'n' roll


Can't remember fucking

But you know your head is knocking

And you say you're oh so sorry

Cause you puked at her door


I got the feeling that I'm wasting my time

I got the reasons to get fucked up some time

I got this funny looking chick in my seat

I got my baby, I got the booze, I got the...

I got the beat!