rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, roll heart Lookin' for a good time Yeah, just a rock 'n' roll heart Lookin' for a good time Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, yeah, roll
I'm banging on my drum I'm banging on my drum Then banging on my drum, boy And I'm having lots of fun I'm banging on my drums, yeah I'm banging on my
Talk-talk, yak-yak Watch you pull that old one track Get it up and get it back Making it upon your back No space, no rent The money's gone, it's all
Follow, follow the leader now New York, New York City now Follow, follow the leader now New York, New York City now Oh, if you wanna dance Hey, work
music, good time rock 'n' roll Good time music, good time rock 'n' roll Good time music, good time rock 'n' roll Good time music, good time rock 'n' roll
All the sailors they're all home from leave And everybody's waiting for them to try to deceive The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare And
When I was a poor young boy at school Girls like you always played me for a fool But now, a time has come to lay to waste The theory people have of getting
You're caught in a vicious circle Surrounded by your so called friends You're caught in a vicious circle And it looks like it will never end 'Cause some
, rock and roll heart, search for a good time Just a rock and roll heart, roll heart, roll heart Looking for a good time Yeah, Just a rock and roll heart, roll heart, roll
Vertaling: Reed, Lou. Rock And Roll Heart.
: I'm banging on my drum, I'm banging on my drum I'm banging on my drum, boy, I'm having lot's of fun I'm banging on my drum, Yeah, I'm banging on my
times now, and I believe in shows And I believe in the iron cross And as everybody know; I believe in good times music, yeah, good time rock'n'roll I
: All of those things, yeah, that you got to give Yeah, you wear it so well Yeah, you wear it so well All of those stories, honey, that I know you could
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: All the sailors they're all home from leave And everybody's waiting for them to try to deceive The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare
: Talk-talk, yak-yak, watch you pull that old one track Get it up and get it back Making it upon your back No space, no rent, the money's gone, it's
