Rock me till I'm sore, rock me bloody, rock me to the core, hit me like a bullet from a gun, I don't mind if ya rock-n-roll me till I cain't see straight, just rock me to the core.
Cain't you see, I got a rock-n-roll mind, it ain't superstition, I got the magic in my hands and I'm gonna rock you to the core, and I don't mind hitting you like a bullet from a gun, come girl, step into my world, come on ya'll, grab some with both hands, I'll rock you till there's nothing left, cain't you see, I'm not rock-n-roll poor and I'm gonna rock you to the core.
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