I'm Gonna Roll Ya (2011 Remastered)

No copulation, no revolution

Said the young Marquis de Sade

Yet all the whips in France ain't gonna get me

Fuckin' on a barricade

From our schooldays on it was the one big thing

As we hung around the hockey teams

And in each boy's brain the dream was the same

All I ever went to do is get laid

Now the whole wide world had a better idea

And it shook us all to the core

You follow some two-year fairy tale

Into happily evermore

And the sleepy priest at the bridal feast

And his hands make a holy sign

As the bride hoes into the wedding cake

She's singin' in the back of her mind

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, well come on, baby

I'm gonna rock'n'roll ya all night long

Well, I took that shit for quite a while

And it kept me off the street

Then I met me a lady with a shady past

And manners like a dog on heat

Those musos hummin' when they see her comin'

Make a noise like a hurricane

When you see those boys at the dressing-room doors

Say she just spread 'em for the boys again

Well, there ain't nothin' better than the rip of your sweater

In a bang behind the stage

Or the drawn out sigh as you feel her thigh

Then you pause to estimate her age

If she's turned 14, she's a rock 'n' roll queen

And you can give her anything you choose

And when she whispers to you, "Honey, it's the money or the box"

You know your money's so easy to lose

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, come on

I'm gonna roll ya all night long

Come on, well come on baby

Gonna rock'n'roll ya all night long