I get off on '57 Chevys;
I get off on screaming guitar.
Like the way it gets me every time it hits me.
I've got a rock and roll, I've got a rock and roll heart.
Feels like we're falling into the arms of the night,
So if you're not ready, don't be holding me so tight.
I guess there's nothing left for me to explain;
Here's what you're getting and I don't want to change,
I don't want to change.
