woman of the world, i always speak my mind i'm motivated, no hesitations so down to ride or die, and baby that is why i'm gonna be a joan of arc, i'
Midnight gettin? uptight, where are you? You said you?d meet me, now it?s quarter to two I know I?m hangin? but I?m still wantin? you Hey Jack, it?s
I dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine Dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine, you know I asked him
Platoon, file in Come on, you knuckleheads Move it, move it, move it Moss in the mornin' lets you in Is it a field day? Make me sin It's only warm, might
Than anything I've ever known Dear joan Dear joan Your face has a brightness that I've never seen In the years that I've known you Dear joan I pick
Takes her time, bittersweet Reads the magazines She's not meant to read Switch hitter You know she plays the field She ain't concerned Oh, as long as
(Joan Jett) She works real hard to try to make things right To see if she can find a reason for what's wrong In life she puts her thoughts into magazine
All I hear is what you're worth With all those things you had before All I see is what you are With all your talks you got you for Take your time
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation You're living in the past, it's a new generation A girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna
Can't stay at home, Can't stay at school. Old folks say, 'You poor little fool'. Down the street, I'm the girl next door. I'm the fox you've been waiting
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna) I warned you all the time to get yourself In line, you never did it I took you everywhere no one else could Bear all your bullshit
Ah, cherry bomb Cherry bomb Ah, cherry bomb Ah, cherry bomb Cherry bomb Cherry bomb Cherry bomb Cherry bomb Cherry bomb Cherry bomb
Things don't matter so much today I really can't think too straight Don't wanna make these tears go away 'cause I believe that you could be my fate Ya
(steve jones) Ooh, Well, he's all geared up, walkin' down the street I can see the slime, drippin' down his sleeve Well, you can't refuse and you just
Johnny is a joker, he's a bird A very funny joker, he's a bird But when he jokes my hone, he's a dog His jokin' ain't so funny, what a dog Johnny is a
You're gone from mean street Each time our eyes meet I want to touch you Sudden attraction Such strange reaction Hold me to you Then you push me
If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You wanna graduate but not in his bed Here's what you gotta do Pick up the
We've been here too long, tryin' to get along Pretendin' that you're oh so shy I'm a natural ma'am, doin' all I can My temperature is runnin' high Cry