Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car You got me bagging on my knees, come on and throw the dog a bone A man he doesn't live by rock 'n' roll and brew alone
Ref.: Baby baby, Rock 'n' Roll and brew, Rock 'n' Roll and brew I know that you and I oh we got better things to do Rock 'n' Roll and brew, Rock 'n' Roll and brew They don't mean a thing when I compare them next to you I don't know who you are, what you do, where you go and you not around I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love You're a real dead ringer for love
Ever since I can remember you been hanging around this joint You been trying to look away but now you finally got the point I don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do But a girl, she doesn't live by only Rock 'n' Roll and brew
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You got the kind of legs that do more than walk I don't have listen to you whimpering talk Listen you got the kind of eyes that to more than see You got a lot of nerve to come on to me You got the kind of lips that do more than drink You got the kind of mind that does less than think But since I'm feeling kind of lonely and my defenses are low Why don't we give it a shot and get it ready to go I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction And I want to tell my daddy I'll be missing in action Ever since I can remember I've been hanging around this joint My daddy never noticed it, now he'll finally get the point You got me begging on my knees, come on and throw the dog a bone A man he doesn't live by Rock 'n' Roll and brew alone
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Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Cherilyn Sarrisian Pierre (Cher) (KNRA), Michael Lee Aday (Meat Loaf) (IPR)Publicado em 1981ECAD verificado fonograma #6281450 em 25/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM