I was born to the sounds of Elvis I was born to the sounds of Radio Somethin's got me and it won't let go Somethin's got me and it will not let me go!
I remember the big brown stereo, Turntable, and an eight track player Somethin's hit me and it won't let go Somethin's hit me and it will not let me go!
Rock, Rock , Shoo-Bop Baby I'm startin' a Band ? this tradition ? Rockin' with Rock, Rock, Be-Bop Everybody's startin' a Band ? as fast as they can?
Puts a smile on my face When I think back All my dreams weren't dreamin' after all
Somethin' hit me when I heard them songs Somethin' hit me and I do not think that it's wrong
You wear your little green shirt Tucked into your little green skirt You tried to reject me You're wicked just like envy
And you tried to know my friends Tried to make them understand But you had me in your fingers Your dirty little finger You tried to offend me You're wicked just like envy Just like envy Just like envy
18 days 'til you come back And talk to me 18 days 'til you came back And then I'm free I can't wait to do So I wait to wait for you With your friend in the front yard Looking high And a bird drops a message From the sky
So I'll stand by that tree And I'll share the air we breathe With a tear so big It could, never learn to fly And it fell to the ground From my eye And it grew a tree for you And I'm climbing up the roots
Happy New Years, Everybody Happy New Years And Happy Birthday It's been good, it's been grand Everybody take a stand And I hope that I'll see you again
Your actions speak louder than words Your emotional train has come to plow me down But your ugliness has got me down And I don't wanna feel like this today And I don't want you to hold my hand 'cause I'm too sad
And I don't wanna interrupt your day Your mark is once and no mistake And I don't want you to be my friend I don't want you to taste too sweet I don't want you to turn me on But you walk right up and you kick that nerve And I can't write another word you say 'cause I'm too sad
It turned out everything about it was too hard I can't take the words you break I think you need to take a cake and leave
I think we made a bad mistake And I don't want you to hold my hand 'cause I'm too sad
I touched you I kissed you I watched you and held me so close to you I saw you with everyone else and now I don't have nothin' at all I can't stand another day I wish you'd just go [where I'll stay] and Gimme time to find myself Gimme time to find somebody else Because I love you and you are still a shithead to me
I kept you, I helped you, I slept with you I lost you, I miss you, I need you Now I'm lying like a sniveling fool as you slowly drift far away
I can't stand another day .... etc.
You're wonderful You're beautiful And you are still a shithead to me
She's your rocker girlfriend She stands much shorter than you She stands a lot shorter than you And she's got fists a flyin' Rockin' out to the 80's tunes Rockin' out to the Motley Crew
And she don't She don't bop no She don't No she don't bop She don't bop She don't bop no She don't punk rock no
She don't She don't punk rock no
She don't She don't punk rock no She's your rocker girlfriend
You've been so distant And I need your visit Do ya, do ya wanna get with me (2x)
Cause I'm getting older And now that you're over Do you think you could trust me To get a little bit closer
*Closer, you're closer to me now*
Your steamy lips and Your sticky tongue and Do ya, do ya wanna get with me(2x)
I'm gonna lean you over Undress your shoulders Notify the others Tell them that it's over (repeat *)
And when we sleep You're getting closer I feel your feet They're creeping closer No time to eat Cause I want you closer No time to sleep You're getting closer (repeat *)
Skimpy clothes and new tattoos Step on out and show off them shoes Stop and Drop and Shoppin' Do's Latest fashions in the Blues Latest fashions in the...
Some people won't confess to broken heartedness Blame it on the mood I have always missed and I just want to kiss Fields of girls in bloom Fields of girls in bloom
Smokin' stoges and sippin' booze All your friends get me to lose Droppin jaws and sportin' suits Why don't date girls in birthday suits Why don't date girls in...
Pretty girls in Bloom Pretty girls in Pretty girls in Bloom Pretty girls in
That girl - got a smile She's got mud in the apple of her eye Her hair is a shade too light for me White shoes and they're full of class Her father's gonna kick my ass because He don't know - she likes to go
*She goes down She goes down- down She goes down She really likes to go down - yeah Down - yeah
That girl is a mean machine She's got a She learned the table since the age 18 - yeah Hair club, shoppin mall, (full skirt)? ??????????????????????????? ??????????She don't bite- no
*repeat
Who's sayin' that she couldn't get a date To the high school dance I don't care - I won't hold a chubby as She undoes my pants ?can't you see she is aware of a girl to me? ?can't you see she is aware of a girl to me?
If I were gay I'd see the world a different way If I were gay You'd look at me, but not that way
Politically, I'm incorrect In every way The church would like to See me burn and call me names
Fruit, Fruit everywhere It's in the way you shake your derriere Fruit, Fruit all the way So take your best friend and kiss him Like you just don't care
Remove the she Insert the he The song's the same And if you feel a little queer Don't refrain
And lesbians They are my friends, they are my friends If I were lesbian I'd want my girlfriends' friends
You are swimming in her motion You are sensitive to light and to motion Can you hear me singing to you? Are you feeling something, an emotion
You are alien You are very strange An alien to me
There are rockets crashing to the ground There are spaceships out there to be found There are angels hiding in the sky There are wings to catch and souls that pass you by
You have alibis You have filled the skies with mamma's lullabies
You are very strange You are alien You have alibis You have filled the skies with mamma's lullabies
