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  • 作词 : Herbert Grönemeyer
    作曲 : Herbert Grönemeyer
    I kiss you hard, as hard as I can
    The camera above is zooming in
    Get as excited as you like
    But don't you smudge my make-up.
    You're lying here in my embrace
    You're completely naked, I'm stripped to the waist...
    Don't you overdo it with the kiss
    I sing the chorus after this.
    Camera is focused on your leg
    Your body heat will make the TV sweat
    With my hand a limpet on your ass
    This video will be high class.
    Now this scene is in the can
    You're standing in the corner in your leather pants
    And in slow motion all the buttons pop
    In close-up it's a super shot
    Stilletto heels and bright red lips
    You're going to make my song a hit.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.
    Now the scene moves to the lift
    The poison blonde, you're my birthday gift
    And your thighs are wrapped all around my hips
    The bump and grinding's such a trip.
    My guitar is in my hand
    I'm pressing up against you, you can barely stand
    I've got to play a solo now and then
    Don't look straight into the lens.
    Your eyes are locked upon my face
    You've never seen anything so great
    And the lift heaves up and down the shaft
    To prove how long my love will last
    You're stripping off your clothes, my god
    You love it when I sing so hard.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.
    Now you're climbing back into your bra
    So stunned to see the way that I can play guitar.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.
  • 作词 : Herbert Grönemeyer
    作曲 : Herbert Grönemeyer
    I kiss you hard, as hard as I can
    The camera above is zooming in
    Get as excited as you like
    But don't you smudge my make-up.
    You're lying here in my embrace
    You're completely naked, I'm stripped to the waist...
    Don't you overdo it with the kiss
    I sing the chorus after this.
    Camera is focused on your leg
    Your body heat will make the TV sweat
    With my hand a limpet on your ass
    This video will be high class.
    Now this scene is in the can
    You're standing in the corner in your leather pants
    And in slow motion all the buttons pop
    In close-up it's a super shot
    Stilletto heels and bright red lips
    You're going to make my song a hit.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.
    Now the scene moves to the lift
    The poison blonde, you're my birthday gift
    And your thighs are wrapped all around my hips
    The bump and grinding's such a trip.
    My guitar is in my hand
    I'm pressing up against you, you can barely stand
    I've got to play a solo now and then
    Don't look straight into the lens.
    Your eyes are locked upon my face
    You've never seen anything so great
    And the lift heaves up and down the shaft
    To prove how long my love will last
    You're stripping off your clothes, my god
    You love it when I sing so hard.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.
    Now you're climbing back into your bra
    So stunned to see the way that I can play guitar.
    Oh, young blood, you're going to do my record good
    Your pouting mouth, your cleavage full
    This is Rock'n'Roll
    The tears are streaming down your face
    'cos I'm gone though you begged me to stay
    That's the way it goes in every classic video.