Michael Stanley Let's Hear It
It's a Saturday night, heart of the city The men looking hard, the women looking pretty Just a whole lot of people looking for a little paradise
But there's a guy in the crowd that's getting out of hand He's had thirteen beers and he's screaming at the band Show business, baby, it sure is nice...
(CHORUS:) Let's hear it...let's hear it Hey, drummerman, beat me eight to the bar Let's hear it...let's hear it Turn it up, turn it up, stay where you are 'Cause it's good for the body, good for the soul To now and then get a little out of control So...cut the bullshit, play a little rock 'n' roll Let's hear it...let's hear it
There's a girl in the front, she's been there all night She's got an illegal body and a dress that's too tight And all night long she's been coming on with her eyes
But she's standing with a guy about six feet four who's had one too many and he's going back for more and I'd sure like to love you but I'd also like to leave here alive...
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(BRIDGE:) You can't forget about the boys in the back room You can't forget about the factory gates You can't forget about the fact she let you consummate the act And now your baby's just a couple weeks late But nothing looks better than your baby in a sweater but you know that got you right where you are But things are looking bright 'cause as of tonight there's only six more payments to go on the car...
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