Do the Maurie [repeat] Have a shot of Bacardi now Have a bottle of beer now Stand up and shake it around You should do it! Go! Go! Go! Do the Maurie
Boys wanna rock! They wanna rock! Boys wanna rock! They wanna rock! Boys wanna rock! They wanna rock! Boys wanna rock! They wanna rock! Alright! I want
Rock bands play hard from 9 to 5 But they still got a sensitive side When they want our sympathy They put down their flying feet. Ballads show how much
You've got style You've got class And you've got a boyfriend who wants to kick my ass. I made him angry I made him annoyed When I sent you funny pictures
You wanted to save her from her heavy metal behavior Saw sadness in her world and so you made her be your girlfriend When she sang those songs it made
When you left me all alone at the record hop You said you were goin' out for a little soda pop You were gone for quite a while Half an hour or more When
He might strip for all the ladies In the front row The luckiest one will catch the scarf that he throws The the mood for Huey Luis Or maybe a show tune
You're a free girl. You've got a heavy metal jacket, and you look like Bryan Adams With Camoflauge pants on. You're getting bad grades and you're always
Knee-high! Argyle! Tube! I was thinking of you while I jerked off into my sock last night I was thinking of you while I jerked off into my sock I was
Are you ready for the summer? Are you ready for the good times? Are you ready for the sunshine to come down... to come down? Hey, you said Yeah! Hey.
Lately, my insecurity has got me paralyzed Look in the Mirror. It's getting clearer. I've got those enigmatic manhunt eyes. Feelin' humble, Just like
YEAH! Well I'm MC Parry and I'm here to say That I came all the way from Goleta Way And I'm recording in this old studio Just standing around, kicking
I went to a party last Saturday night I didn't get laid, I got in a fight uh-huh It ain't no big thing Late for my job and the traffic was bad Had to
Sigfried and Roy. Sigfried and Roy. Sigfried and Roy... and Roy... and Roy... You be Sigfried and I'll be Roy. You be Sigfried and I'll be Roy. You
I played you all my records when I tried to explain. When I ate all my AlphaBits, it spelled out your name I've made you lots of friends, with all our
You got beautiful eyes And long eyelashes Skin like Isabella Rosellina You got a cute little moustache You make it work girl. You work it, Girl. Down
Tell Deon Warwick, And all her Psychic friends. I won't be calling. They can't help me. 'Cause I don't wanna know the truth. I only want my dreams Here
The sun is shining in the sky There ain't a cloud in sight It's stopped raining Everybodys in the play (?) And don't you know it's a beautiful new day