That's Rock 'N Roll - Remaster
Flat Broke, dreamin' for a living
Sold your girlfriends ride just to get a little money
Honey, Bunny, I know it ain't funny
But I got two tickets for the show tonite
Gotta be right, tight, up in lights
Ain't a good night unless it ends in a fistfight
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Feeling High
Don't stop till it's gone
Feeling High
Just for tonite
You're in love
And that's Rock n Roll
Take it, Break it, Fake it till you make it
Big like a rock star -don't care who you think you are
Oh, sweat, hot up in this joint
Black Flag t-shirt on at this point
Loud guitars, PBR's
Battle scars from those punk rock bars
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Going out
To the front of the line
Late at night
Step inside
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Train tracks, don't wanna go back home
Pretty little number wanna call her on the cell phone
Pretty, biddy, out of her brain
Strip-teasing on the pole of a subway train
Gritty, city, ain't it just a pity
Ride a trash can home and gotta do it all alone
Oh, hey you - Can I see your tattoo
Oh baby, no? Well fuck you
Oh yeah
I can't wait to do it again
Oh yeah
I can't wait to see all my friends
Oh yeah
I love Rock n Roll
That's Rock n Roll
Sold your girlfriends ride just to get a little money
Honey, Bunny, I know it ain't funny
But I got two tickets for the show tonite
Gotta be right, tight, up in lights
Ain't a good night unless it ends in a fistfight
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Feeling High
Don't stop till it's gone
Feeling High
Just for tonite
You're in love
And that's Rock n Roll
Take it, Break it, Fake it till you make it
Big like a rock star -don't care who you think you are
Oh, sweat, hot up in this joint
Black Flag t-shirt on at this point
Loud guitars, PBR's
Battle scars from those punk rock bars
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Going out
To the front of the line
Late at night
Step inside
Oh yeah I Love Rock n Roll
Train tracks, don't wanna go back home
Pretty little number wanna call her on the cell phone
Pretty, biddy, out of her brain
Strip-teasing on the pole of a subway train
Gritty, city, ain't it just a pity
Ride a trash can home and gotta do it all alone
Oh, hey you - Can I see your tattoo
Oh baby, no? Well fuck you
Oh yeah
I can't wait to do it again
Oh yeah
I can't wait to see all my friends
Oh yeah
I love Rock n Roll
That's Rock n Roll
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Hofer, Darren Ray, Matthew R Hankle
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