Lyrics

She can roll her shoulder, she can roll her ass Ain't no doubt about it she's a gamey lass Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knees Way she move it over, does the best to please Diction very bad, friction double rich Brazen little hussy, rock 'n' rolling bitch When it come to business takes off like a jet Rocking's her vocation she's a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle Lightning in her legs Spitfire on her hip Rock 'n' roll's a habit Guitar wrote the script Messed up on her history Won the schooling praise Does her heavy thinking Bristols in m' face Never had a teacher Messing with her brain You should see her pupils Music's in her veins Shifting her transmission Chevrolet, Corvette Rock 'n' roll relations With a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle She can roll her shoulder, she can roll her ass Ain't no doubt about it she's a gamey lass Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knees Way she move it over, does the best to please Diction very bad, friction double rich Brazen little hussy, rock 'n' rolling bitch When it come to business takes off like a jet Rocking's her vocation she's a very high roadette Young man There ain't no need to hustle Young man Slow down your hustle bustle You can take your time, young man Some of this is muscle