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Talk about rock, Hard as a rock. You can bet your last dollar that this groove is coming over me, Take your jacket off it's time to sweat profusely. Chorus: I really wanna rock your body, Body rock your body. I'm rockin' so psychotic I think you can tell, Now you see my logic like a bell, |
I feel so robotic dancing by myself, Chance is I'm neurotic help me off the shelf. Chorus I've got my pointy shoes on the attitude is savage, Little skirts & funk me pumps I think my eyes are damaged, My pants are getting tight & oh it's so hot, Twisted brains rot that's class rock. |
Chorus You better call a doctor to give me a check, I think I know what's wrong, A case of funk neglect. Chorus |
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