The Count

One HOT night and we take our chance
A rendezvous with a song and a dance We meet right at the halfway line

The kick-off starts the game in time

We play the ball, combination smart
We try 50 hard from the very start
Up and down and left and right

A fight so hard gona hold on tight

Ying and yang in the balance we hang
We enjoy that grand oI' thang
A pleasant shiver all over me
A perfect rock'n'roll fantasy

We got a one, two, stuck on you
We got a three, four, on the floor
We got a five, six, play all tricks
We got a seven, eight, getting laid

Shove and push giving heart and soul
We try so hard to score a goal

Pleasure war on the playing field
Bar or post, gonna miss the yield

A hotshot with a heavy sound
Eruption's gonna break the spell Successful with a rebel-yell

Pre/we got a nine, ten, do it again We got, eleven, twelve, do it yourself



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Jay Jordan, Rolf Kasparek
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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