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the doorway and then the phone rang
It was my baby and she asked if I would go for a ride
I said no way baby I ain't got no time
I gotta make it with the boys tonight

I give her french perfume I give her diamond rings
A real mink coat and a limousine
I give them to my baby 'til she feels allright
I'm gonna rock until I drop there ain't no way I'm gonna stop

I GOTTA ROCK
I GOTTA ROLL
I GOT THIS YEARNING BURNING
FEVER INSIDE MY SOUL

I gotta job I ain't got no money, no
I gotta girl but she won't let me call her honey
I call her baby and I ask if she can go for a ride
She said no way baby I ain't got no time
To make it with a boy who don't know my mind

I give her french perfume I give her diamond rings
A real mink coat and a limousine
I give them to my baby 'til she feels allright
I'm gonna rock until I drop there ain't no way I'm gonna stop

I GOTTA ROCK
I GOTTA ROLL
I GOT THIS YEARNING BURNING
FEVER INSIDE MY SOUL

The sun was shining NO the rain was falling
And then it hit me, all the reasons my baby stopped calling
It wasn't perfume, diamond rings or minks or limousines
What she needed was a man who would hold her hand
Listen for awhile and say he understands

I give her french perfume I give her diamond rings
A real mink coat and a limousine
I give them to my baby 'til she feels allright
I'm gonna rock until I drop there ain't no way I'm gonna stop

WE GOTTA ROCK
WE GOTTA ROLL
WE GOT THIS YEARNING BURNING
FEVER INSIDE OUR SOUL



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Gotta Rock
Dash Red



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