Testo di Class Rock

Talk about rock, hard as a rock. You can bet your last dollar that this groove is coming over me, take your jacket off it's time to sweat profusely. Chorus: I really wanna rock your body, body rock your body. I'm rockin' so psychotic I think you can tell, now you see my logic like a bell, I feel so robotic dancing by myself, chance is I'm neurotic help me off the shelf. Chorus I've got my pointy shoes on the attitude is savage, little skirts & funk me pumps I think my eyes are damaged, my pants are getting tight & oh it's so hot, twisted brains rot that's class rock. Chorus You better call a doctor to give me a check, I think I know what's wrong, a case of funk neglect. Chorus