| Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
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| Gonna slam a jam, with a brand new note
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| Bangin' my head, like a billy goat
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| Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
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| Gonna grab a jug, have me a sip
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| Gonna dance a jig, until my backbone slips
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| Jump on in, see if you float
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| Gonna rock, gonna rock, gonna rock the boat
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| Well I play it fast and I play it slow
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| Make a move everywhere I go
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| I push it hard, and I lay it back
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| My long horn horns on a Cadillac
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| Picking up dust, with a cock-eyed smile
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| See me comin' for a country mile
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| All I’m doin' is a doin' my thing
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| Put a little turbo in my twang
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| Make it crash boom bang
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| Well
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| Are you picking up, what I’m putting down
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| Are you getting all buck-wild in the crowd
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| Bobbing your head, stomping them red wings, to your own thang
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| Down in the club, with the purple drank
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| A long neckin' on a river bank
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| A tie-dyed, a camouflage, up town in the moosehead lodge
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| It’s bon voyage
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| Gonna rock, rock, rockin' the boat
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| Everybody rockin' the boat (everybody rockin' the boat)
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| Gonna rock, rock, rockin' the boat
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| Everybody rockin' the boat
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| Gonna rock, rock, rockin' the boat
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| Everybody rockin' the boat (everybody rockin' the boat)
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| Gonna rock, rock, rockin' the boat
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| Everybody rockin' the boat
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| A l’ll sump’m sump’m in my glass smooth sippin'
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| Walk into the venue everybody start trippin'
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| Music so loud the speakers start clippin'
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| Got me bangin' my head so hard my neck crickin'
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| People walkin' up shakin' hands hi-fivin' with all my bros
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| Like we’re drafted by the pros
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| Now you know the phantasmagorical flow
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| Hands to the sky when you’re out at the show!
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| (Gonna rock! Rock! Rockin' the boat!)
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| Don’t tip the pontoon, gotta keep it afloat!
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| (Gonna rock! Rock! Rockin' the boat!)
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| Hear the southern accent comin' out of his throat! |