Guess that it's time to let you see The evidence on your TV screen Turn it up, sit back, put up your feet Uz I think I got you beat Let me warn first 'cause we weren't cook We were the only rockers at our school Playin' Cinderella covers 'cause there wasn't nothin' else to do Whoa-oo, you know it's true But I won't give in to darkness, I still hold no regrets 'cause I'm Popscotch Party Rock, and stupid 'til the end
Ain't it enough to make you sick I know one look would do the trick Give it up, you know ya gotta grin When ya hear those sweet hot licks! I've never seen you laugh so hard And I'm worried now that you'll be scarred But the vision of some Kansas kid just rockin' on his pink guitar Whoa-oo like a rock star I'm stupid 'til the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
