Steamroller

Well, I'm a steamroller, baby I'm bound to roll all over you Yes, I'm a steamroller for your love, baby I like nothing better than a roll all over you I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll, oh And shoot you full of rhythm and blues Well, I'm a, well, I'm a cement mixer, baby A churning urn of burning funk Yeah, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby A churning urn of burning funk Well, I'm a demolition derby, baby A hefty hunk of steaming junk Mr. McDee got the blues for you and me, so wait and say nothing Well, I'm a napalm bomb for her Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, honey I'm a napalm bomb for you, babe, gotta tell you one more time To sit down, stand up, go home back to LA Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, yeah And if I can't have your love for my own to take home and keep me warm There won't be nothing left behind Oh, boogiein' on, boogiein' on, boy I just don't seem to can't lose They say low-down Nowhere (nowhere) Half-life (life) Freeze-dried (freeze-dried) Fat-fried (fat-fried) Chicken-choking mother-father-king Oh, roll on over I got those steamroller blues