Cleveland Rocks - текст песни
Cleveland Rocks
(ian hunter)
Three! four!
Three! four!
Three! four!
(bunch of ah-ah-ah’s here)
All this energy calling me
Back where it comes from
It’s such a crude attitude
It’s back where it belongs
All the little kids growing up on the skids are goin’
Cleveland rockscleveland rocks
Jumpin’ (jean) gene geniesmoody james deanies goin’
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Mama knows but she don’t care
She’s got her worries too
Seven kids and a phony affair
And the rent is due
All the little chicks with the crimson lips go
Cleveland rockscleveland rocks
She’s livin’in sin with a safety pin
She’s goin’ cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
I got some records from world war two
I’ll play ’em just like me grand dad do
He was a rocker and I am too
Oh cleveland rocksyeah cleveland rocks
So find a place
Grab a space
And yell and scream for more
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Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
Cleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rockscleveland rocks
(bunch of ah-ah-ah’s here)
Three! four!
Three! four!
Three! four!
Ohio
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