HARDROCKLOVER

There’s nothing for the record and nothing to condemn
It’s in between this waking life and REM
But you walked into the party and tell me to live up to her dreams
We 'bout to get it started, turn my guitar up so I can make this woman scream!
So I can make this woman scream!
It’s time to check your cell phone, Red Bull and Patrón
Ain’t no rapper tryna be a singer, gonna make her moan
Sade and Babyface:
R&B ain’t got no place
Put some hard rock on, you better cover your ears
Cause you’re about to hear a woman just scream!
Scream!
She said «If I don’t really get to kiss you, I’m really gonna make a scene.»
I said «Eww, so you just want me to be another rip in your jeans.»
That’s when she ordered strawberries, chocolate, and whipped cream
My guitar was all turned up
And this woman screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed
She likes to party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now
She likes to party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now
She likes to party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now
She’s a HardRockLover
She’s a HardRockLover now
She’s a