Soap On a Rope Lyrics

Got money, got fame
Fast cars and everything, yeah,
I wanna dance, I gotta sing
Rock, soul, blues, sing anything to ya, heyI got a woman, she fine too
Let me do anything that I wanna do, oh
Got it all, still want more
Come on, baby, show me what I'm lookin' foryeah
Ya-yeahDon't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoaUh
Yeah
Ha
YowHeyGet yer soap up
And get your buzz on
Oh, get itOn a bus, on a plane
In a car, subterranean freight train, uh
I'm in a room, I got funk talkin'

Hot damn, P-Funk, yeahThe movie's on and uh, I got sound
And lord have mercy, my baby's about to get down, ha ha ha
Comin' down on one knee
And lord have mercy, my baby's 'bout to kill me, whoaWhoa, don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoa yeahPick it up
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
YowOh, get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Yeah, come onGet it
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Songwriters
JOE SATRIANI, SAMMY HAGARPublished by
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