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
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
Each night alone I dream
That I'm a rebel roller queen
I'll
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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