Juke Box

Floor is shaking with the jukebox
And everybody's singin', "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Do you love me, baby; do you think I'm out of sight?
Mama rolls, but she don't roll right

The town is burning with the heat wave
The weather forecast keeps saying, "Fine, fine, fine!"
Do you love me, baby; do you think I'm out of sight?
Mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right

The floor is shaking with that old jukebox
And everybody's singin', "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Do you love me baby; do you think I'm out of sight?
Mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right
Yeah!

The old town is burning with the heat wave
You know the forecast keeps saying, "Fine!"
Do you love me, you good lookin' woman?
You're out of sight
Mama rolls, but she don't roll all night
Yeah, get it, son!

Oh, the whole town is burning up with the heat wave
The weather forecast keeps saying, "Fine, fine, fine!"
Do you love me, baby; do you think the killer's out of sight?
You know mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right

The floor is shaking with the jukebox
And everybody is singin', "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Do you love me, baby; or do you think I'm out of sight?
Well, mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right
Yeah, mama, she rolls, but she don't roll right



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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