The Roadette Song

She can roll her shoulder, she can roll her ass

Ain't no doubt about it she's a gamey lass

Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knees

Way she move it over, does the best to please

Diction very bad, friction double rich

Brazen little hussy, rock 'n' rolling bitch

When it come to business takes off like a jet

Rocking's her vocation she's a very high roadette

Young man

There ain't no need to hustle

Young man

Slow down your hustle bustle

You can take your time, young man

Some of this is muscle

Lightning in her legs

Spitfire on her hip

Rock 'n' roll's a habit

Guitar wrote the script

Messed up on her history

Won the schooling praise

Does her heavy thinking

Bristols in m' face

Never had a teacher

Messing with her brain

You should see her pupils

Music's in her veins

Shifting her transmission

Chevrolet, Corvette

Rock 'n' roll relations

With a very high roadette

Young man

There ain't no need to hustle

Young man

Slow down your hustle bustle

You can take your time, young man

Some of this is muscle

She can roll her shoulder, she can roll her ass

Ain't no doubt about it she's a gamey lass

Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knees

Way she move it over, does the best to please

Diction very bad, friction double rich

Brazen little hussy, rock 'n' rolling bitch

When it come to business takes off like a jet

Rocking's her vocation she's a very high roadette

Young man

There ain't no need to hustle

Young man

Slow down your hustle bustle

You can take your time, young man

Some of this is muscle