You know what it's like
When you wake up in the mornin' and it's hard,
Standin' up straight at attention
Like the changin of the guard?
Or how it is in a porno shop
When you put your quater in the slot,
And you try to look coool
So that nobody know's that you're hot?
You go a club and you're high
On some fine marijuana
And the singer in the band
Copped all of her moves from Madonna...and you wanna
Or late at night, you're at home in bed alone,
And it's cold out,
You put your hand where it's warm
While you open up Miss January's fold-out
Well thats how it is, when she's around,
And I can't, no I can't,
I can't keep it down!
I can't keep it down when that girls around
I can't keep it under my control
I can't k-k-keep it down, no, no, I can't!
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna rock and roll!
I'm thinkin' bout the time in my life
When I first learned what cryin' was,
The first time I ever had to come face to face
With what dyin' was
The relatives gathered all in black
To mourn for my great aunt Juanita
When who comes through the door to pay her respects
But our cousin Conchita,
The tears in her eyes only make them look
Even more Spanish,
As I watched her I swear I could feel the floor
Under me vanish
She goes to them all, then she fin'ly
Come over to me
And she kisses my cheek and I lower my eyes,
I can hardly believe what I see!
'Cause I'm lookin' down the front of her gown,
And I can't, no I can't, I can't
I can't keep it down!
I can't keep it down when that girls around,
I can't keep it under my control,
I can
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