"Every Rock'n'Roll Song To Me" lyrics
"Every Rock'n'Roll Song To Me"
Hey, you're my Strawberry Fields
I know that's strange but it's how I feel
And hey, be my Heart of Glass
And I will always make you laugh
You're my Bridge Over Troubled Water
And there ain't a thing about you I would alter
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
Hey, Betty Davis Eyes
Now roll me like a tumbling dice
And hey, you're my Billie Jean
My Peggy Sue and Layla too
You're my Bohemian Rhapsody
I'm crazy 'bout ya, can't you see
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
Aah, yeah
And hey, be my blonde on blonde
And bring it on home where you belong
And hey, you're my rock of ages
You sexy thing, you're so outrageous
You're my unscratched Tubular Bells
My very own Bat Out Of Hell
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
Now what I'm saying to you may seem quite absurd
But it's from the heart baby, so please, please don't analyse the words
Aah, yeah
You're my vinyl Yellow Brick Road
And on you baby I am sold
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
One more time
And hey, be my Uptown Girl
I just wanna share your world
And hey, in the midnight hour
I will always bring you flowers
You're my Dark Side Of The Moon
Your pretty face lights up every room
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
Ooh, yeah
You're every rock'n'roll song to me
Writer(s): Kevin Savigar, Rod Stewart, Emerson Swinford
- AZLyrics
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- Rod Stewart Lyrics
album:
"Another Country" (2015)
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