Steamroller

Well, I'm a steamroller, baby

I'm bound to roll all over you

Yes, I'm a steamroller for your love, baby

I like nothing better than a roll all over you

I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll, oh

And shoot you full of rhythm and blues

Well, I'm a, well, I'm a cement mixer, baby

A churning urn of burning funk

Yeah, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby

A churning urn of burning funk

Well, I'm a demolition derby, baby

A hefty hunk of steaming junk

Mr. McDee got the blues for you and me, so wait and say nothing

Well, I'm a napalm bomb for her

Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, honey

I'm a napalm bomb for you, babe, gotta tell you one more time

To sit down, stand up, go home back to LA

Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, yeah

And if I can't have your love for my own to take home and keep me warm

There won't be nothing left behind

Oh, boogiein' on, boogiein' on, boy

I just don't seem to can't lose

They say low-down

Nowhere (nowhere)

Half-life (life)

Freeze-dried (freeze-dried)

Fat-fried (fat-fried)

Chicken-choking mother-father-king

Oh, roll on over

I got those steamroller blues