Cold Chisel - I'm Gonna Roll Ya Lyrics
No copulation, no revolutionSaid the young Marquis de SadeBut all the whips in France ain't gonna get me*****in' on a barracadeFrom the schoolboys on it was one big conAs we hung around the hockey teamsIn each boys brain the dream was the sameAll I ever went to do is get laidNow the whole wide world has a better ideaAnd it shook us all to the coreYou follow some two-year fairy taleInto happy evermoreThe sleepy priest at the bridal feastHis hands make a holy signAnd as the bride hoes into the wedding cakeShe's a-singin' in the back of her mindCome on, come onI'm gonna roll ya all night long . . .Well I took that crap for a little whileAnd it kept me off the streetThen I met me a lady with a shady pastAnd manners like a dog on heatThose musos hummin' when they see her comin'Make a noise like a hurricaneWhen you see that line at the dressing-room doorYou know she's just spread 'em for the boys againWell there ain't nothin' better than to rip your sweaterIn a bang behind the stageOr the drawn out sigh as you feel her thighThen you stop and estimate her ageIf she's turned fourteen she's a rock'n'roll queenYou can give her anything you chooseAnd when she whispers Honey it's the money or the boxYou know money's so easy to loseCome on, come onI'm gonna roll ya all night long . . .
