paroles de chanson You Got Me Rocking - Cassandra Beck

I was a butcher cutting up meat
My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet
I was a surgeon 'til I start to shake
I was a-falling 'til you put on the brakes

Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
(Hey, hey, you got me rocking)

I was a pitcher, down in a slump
I was a fighter taking for a sucker punch
Feeling bad, I guess I lost my spring
I was the boxer who can't get in the ring

Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey (you got me rocking)

I was a hooker losing her looks
I was a writer, can't write another book
I was all dried up, dying to get wet
I was a tycoon, drowning in debt

Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey (you got me rocking)

You got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey, you got me rocking
Hey, hey (you got me rocking)