Right now its time to... Right now its time to... Right now its time to...
Kick out the jams mutherfuckers!
I feel pretty good And I guess I could get crazy now baby Cause we all got in tune when the dressing room got hazy
I know how you want it Hot, quick and tight The girls cant stand it When youre doin it right Let me up on the stand And let me kick out the jams Yeah, kick out the jams
Im starting to sweat My shirts all wet What a feelin From the sound that abounds And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it baby You cant do without When you get that feelin You gotta sock em out Put that mike in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yeah, kick out the jams
You gotta give it up You cant get enough Miss Mackenzie Cause it gets in your brain And it drives you insane Leapin frenzy
The wigglin guitar The crash of the drums You wanna keep-a-rockin Till the morning comes
Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yeah, kick out the jams I done kicked em out!
Compositores: Frederick D Smith (Smith Fred), Robert W Derminer (Tyner Rob), Michael H Davis (Davis Michael), Dennis A Tomich (Thompson Dennis), Wayne S Kramer (Kambes Wayne) ECAD: Obra #160311 Fonograma #1519179