Paroles
Well, I'm a steamroller, babe
I'm bound to roll all over you
Yes, I'm a steamroller now, baby
I'm bound to roll all over you
I'm gonna inject your soul
With some sweet rock 'n roll
And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
Well, I'm a cement mixer
A churning urn of burning funk
Yes, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby
A churning urn of burning funk
Well, I'm a demolition derby, yeah
A hefty hunk of steaming junk
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, no now, baby
Now I'm a napalm bomb, baby
Just guaranteed to blow your mind
Yeah, I'm a napalm bomb for you, baby
Woah, guaranteed, just a guaranteed to blow your mind, yeah
And if I can't have your love for my own now
Sweet child, won't be nothing left behind
It seems how lately, babe
Got a bad case of steamroller blues
