Lyrics

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The Ladies

Standing over there she doesn't have a care
Look me in the eye I don't know why
Rock 'n roll lady's got the boys dangling on a string
She does her thing
But I moved in and asked her for a jive
The joy was rocking I knew that she was mine
Slipping and a sliding all around that piece of floor
Gonna rock some more

Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move
Rock 'n roll lady sure cuts a fine groove
She's a hip shaking mama when the boys doesn't round a hide
Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move
Rock 'n roll lady sure cuts a fine groove
Humping and a bumping, wheeling at the high school hum

Now those black leather boys make a whole lot of noise
Spending their queens on their broadway machines
She's the queen of them all and rocks them all
Now the queen is mine 'till the end of time
Ain't gonna set her free it's just her and me
'Cause she's the queen of them all
We're gonna have a ball

Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move
Rock 'n roll lady sure cuts a fine groove
She's a hip shaking mama when the boys doesn't round a hide
Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move
Rock 'n roll lady sure cuts a fine groove
Humping and a bumping, wheeling at the high school hum

Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move
Rock 'n roll lady sure cuts a fine groove
She's a hip shaking mama when the boys doesn't round a hide
Rock 'n roll lady knows how to move

[Written by Gray-Mount-Stiles-Davis
Single B-side "Rocket" 1974]