歌詞

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause darling I confess That you're the kind of man Takes every girl for a fool When the boys go swish, they always score But can they do it with a cold crush at they door? Well, you you you Are fantastic and so romantic (Say what?) Romantic and so fantastic Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! We came here to rock the microphone We came here to rock the microphone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone What's gonna rock What's gonna rock What's gonna rock What's gonna rock 'Cause darling I confess That you're the kind of man Takes every girl for a fool Jack, my boy, whatcha gonna do? You better shoot the shot and do the do We came here to rock the microphone We came here to rock the microphone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone We came here to rock the microphone We came here to rock the microphone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone While Dave cuts the record down to the bone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Raynard Miner, David Reeves, B. Robinson, Lamont Herbert Dozier, Carl Smith, Brian Holland, Eddie Holland, Lloyd Ashley Pinchback, C. Robinson, Roquel Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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