ROCK

Oh, now rock blows a smoke ring.
Rock can't
look me in the eyes.

Oh, how he's grown up a lie.

'Hee tries to tell me what I think.
His name is Rock and that's why.
.
Yeah, I know it's wild.
Lock Art?
Lock Art is still against my will,
“No” child.

I don't have to stay or go. I do what I please and how.

I don't have to go or stay. I pet the warm love of day.
His name is Rock. Yeah, I know of his wiles. Why?

(Bridge *)

His name is Rock.
Yeah, I know Rock well
His name is Rock.
Lock Art is still against my will, “No Go.”

His name is Rock.
I was born to be girl...

La la hey, makin' fun of your A%% - Ness.
Like it's hard to guess, you rock. Right. Left.

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His name is Rock. I was born to be his girl.
His name is Rock.
Yeah, I know it's wild. amen

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