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Rock Chick!

"Rock Chick" Verse1: (yah! ohh!) I'm a rock chick who doesn't mess around/ What the frick is wrong.don't you understand(get it)/ No/I don't like pink or the roller skating rink/ But I do like orange and the mall(yea)!/ Panic!At the disco is the best music/seems it's ohh...the best band to me!/ Now look ahead and look to see me/of who I am/ I'm not Sam.I don't want you/do do ohhh..// B1://Rock chick is on the roll/oh no no noooo (yah yah yah yah!) CHORUS://Kay/A.K.A. Rock chick/is a girl/who does like flicks. If you mess around with me/be on the look-out for some slappin' around/Have you found an image of me yet?!? Rock chick/ Be on the look-out/I'll be drivin' my car.../ And you'll look to see/cuz you know I'm a star!/ The music is playin'/and you'll hear 'em sayin' "Turn it up!"/cuz they know I'll rock the entire neighborhood!/ Have you heard.../I'm not a nerd/ Some peoplethink I'm crazy/ Hey, that's okay/cuz their rockless!// Verse 2://Kay/A.K.A./Rock chick/is a girl/ who does like fliks/If you mess around with me/be on the look-out for some slappin' around/Have you found an image of me yet!?/Rock chick! (B2)://Rock chick is on the roll/oh no no ooo yea/That's me/ (yah yah yah yah!) CHORUS://kAY/a.k.a/rOCK CHICK/iS A GIRL/ WHO DOES LIKE FLICKS/iF YOU MESS AROUND WITH ME/BE ON THE LOOK-OUT FOR SOME SLAPPIN' AROUND/hAVE YOU FOUND AN IMAGE OF ME YET!?/rOCK CHICK. music be playin'/People be sayin'/ "Turn it up!"/cuz they know I rock.../ (electric guitar solo!):// BRIDGE: Kay/A.K.A. Rock chick/is a girl/who does like flicks. If you mess around with me/be on the look-out for some slappin' around/Have you found an image of me yet?!? CHORUS://(2x's) END://Yah!/Ohh!/Rock chick/Kay/A.K.A./Rock chick!

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