Oh,
she said, come with me.
Rocky.
Honestly.
Those that saw gave up.
You can.
get up on your feet.
She says,
rattle on the rock and roll
his game.
Talk,
pray,
pray for me,
pray for me.
Oh, let that song ring out.
That's how it's meant to be.
It rolls like train that coming on down the track.
She rolled over me,
told me that she gave shotgun ski back.
She loved that driving beat.
She go dancing on down the street.
That's how
it's meant to be.
Ooh,
when she comes to the radio.
She said,
you can't do that.
The song.
Here.
Oh, God's day.
Well, the music starts to play.
She says,
rattle on the rock and roll his game.
Ooh, yeah.
Rattle on the rock and roll his game.
Ooh,
yeah.
Rattle on the rock and roll his game.