200 b/m 9/6/20
I am pounding on the door;
may I please come in?
I am dressed for the occasion;
can't believe how long it's been.
I am ready and I'm waiting;
God knows I've paid my dues.
My gun is locked and loaded;
got to sing the blues.
Hit the ground a'runnin;
don't get in my way;
Got my mojo workin';
listen when I say.
I've got the fever burning;
time to let it rip.
Loosen up your collar;
come on, get a grip.
Time to let it rip.
Come on, get a grip.
Just another song about the love of rock and roll!