Preacher man walked into the club and he said
He said, hey girl can't anda walk and not stray?
Father I'm torn and I'm selling my soul to the
Rhythm, the beat and the bass
Cause I can't confess my rock and roll ways
Cause I'm so possessed with the music
The musik he plays
I can't stop my feet from dancing
To the sound of his drum
Oh no, I fell in cinta with my rock god
I can't keep my hips from swaying
To his sweet melody, anda see
I fell in cinta with my rock, rock god
Preacher man took my hand and looked in my eyes
He said, hey girl can't anda live your life right
Father things aren't always so black and white...
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