There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head
Clean rock n roll
Makes the midnight flow tonight now
It's hot
Bodies without minds
I hear you're the one with the bleeding
Turn up that radio
Hear the rock and roll
Malibu shines like
I'm a blond bombshell and I wear it well
You're momma
Ooh I need your love babe
I guess you know
With every beat of my heart its getting dark
There's something
Thousands cheered as you appeared
The band was playing
We drove away
Good mornin' sunshine feels like Hollywood
Got lipstick traces of
Mother and father came from New York City
Working their
I got myself a bad lover
His name is Johnny Guitar
Little Sister on your rollerskates
It's Friday nite an' you
I don't want to drink my whiskey like you do
My buddy and me don't want to be like the
With a pinch of rock and a dose of roll
I
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