"The Way She Rolls" lyrics
"The Way She Rolls"
She's one crazy girl
She drinks Fireball like it's beer
She's on top of the world
She's got the eye of the tiger, she ain't got no fear
She's my American pie, my Led Zeppelin
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
I wanna kiss her tonight, Stairway to Heaven
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
Can't get her out of my head
She's a long hot summer with the radio loud
I've gotta make her mind
'Cause she's singing Eddie Money with the windows down
She's my American pie, my Led Zeppelin
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
I wanna kiss her tonight, Stairway to Heaven
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
She's my American pie, my Led Zeppelin
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
I wanna kiss her tonight, Stairway to Heaven
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
She's my American pie, my Led Zeppelin
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
I wanna kiss her tonight, Stairway to Heaven
I like the way she rocks, I like the way she rolls
Writer(s): Nate Smith
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