She starts the party if she's ready or not,
Ah-ah-ah.
She hits the dance floor and starts getting real hot,
Ah-ah-ah.
She takes her jaket off, her jacket off, her jacked, uh-oh,
And now she's downing shots, she's downing shots, she's downing, uh-oh!
She runs her hands down from her breasts to her knees!
Her mouth is open like she's begging to please!
She gives her hair a toss, her hair a toss, her hair, uh-oh!
And it's erotic, it's exotic, it's rocktronic, uh-oh!
It's rocktronic!
He takes a drag of Parliament cigarette,
Ah-ah-ah.
He checks the microphone for microphone check,
Ah-ah-ah.
He's going to rock this set, rock this set, rock it, uh-oh!
The whole crowd holds its breath, holds its breath, they're holding, uh-oh!
He strikes a pic across his medium strings!
His lip is snarling as he lets loose a scream!
There's so much sweat it stings, the sweat it stings, the sweat, uh-oh!
And it's erotic, it's rocktronic, it's exotic, uh-oh!
It's rocktronic!
Flesh melds with the keyboards making cyborgs,
Rocktronic, rocktronic, rocktronic!
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Lyrics submitted by Jef.