Gotta lotta love in my heart pretty mama, Gotta lotta love for you,
Gotta lotta brains in my pants pretty mama, Guessa what I’m gonna do?

I’m gonna bip bop bip, baby, bippety bop, I’m a mean muthafucka gonna blow my top
I’m a ding dong daddy from a Rock n Roll city, Rock n Roll USA.

I got four on the floor and a 2 dollar whore and that’s the way I want it tonight
I got some love in my stones, I can feel it in my bones
And I’m really gonna blow it up right

I’m gonna bip bop bip, baby, bippety bop, I’m a mean muthafucka gonna blow my top
I’m a ding dong daddy from a Rock n Roll city, Rock n Roll USA.

I got some soothing cream, that I keep in my jeans,
And I’m really gonna blow it tonight
A Sherman tank is fine, but that gal of mine, man she really does it right

I’m gonna bip bop bip, baby, bippety bop, I’m a mean muthafucka gonna blow my top
I’m a ding dong daddy from a Rock n Roll city, Rock n Roll USA.
I’m a ding dong daddy from a Rock n Roll city, Rock n Roll USA.
I’m a ding dong daddy from a Rock n Roll city, you better not get in my way
I’m gonna bip bop bip, baby, bippety bop, I’m a mean muthafucka gonna blow my top
Ding dong daddy, from a rock n roll city, rocking, rolling all the way, rocking, rolling all the way, rocking, rolling all the way.

Rock n roll for today.



Boorer and Leaver 2025

LHS – this is for those nights when the overwhelming fruitiness takes over, ’nuff said? (Although my memory’s not that great).

I also managed a Charlie Feathers nod – know what? I’m good!