tired and sore
espresso and aspirin
another rubbere makes his way out of the wrapper
there's nothing i can do and nothing that i wouldn't do
you're my rock n' roll baby

no shit no silence
ain't no stepping out queen, heart's on the sleeve
eyes on the forehead
the newest product of femininity
that's my rock n' roll baby

passion and compassion,
such a bitter sweet emotional cocktail
no fear of the what if, no indiffrence to the consequence
the right music that i never seem to find
its time for my rock n' roll baby