Steamroller

Well, I'm a steamroller, baby
 I'm bound to roll all over you
 Yes, I'm a steamroller for your love, baby
 I like nothing better than a roll all over you
 I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll, oh
 And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
 Well, I'm a, well, I'm a cement mixer, baby
 A churning urn of burning funk
 Yeah, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby
 A churning urn of burning funk
 Well, I'm a demolition derby, baby
 A hefty hunk of steaming junk
 Mr. McDee got the blues for you and me, so wait and say nothing
 Well, I'm a napalm bomb for her
 Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, honey
 I'm a napalm bomb for you, babe, gotta tell you one more time
 To sit down, stand up, go home back to LA
 Stone guaranteed to blow your mind, yeah
 And if I can't have your love for my own to take home and keep me warm
 There won't be nothing left behind
 Oh, boogiein' on, boogiein' on, boy
 I just don't seem to can't lose
 They say low-down
 Nowhere (nowhere)
 Half-life (life)
 Freeze-dried (freeze-dried)
 Fat-fried (fat-fried)
 Chicken-choking mother-father-king
 Oh, roll on over
 I got those steamroller blues