Rock It

It's eleven, finally

She's been working like a maniac since three

Takes bus seven, going west

She pass the drycleaning, picks up her favourite dress

Oh-woo-ho

She's gonna rock it tonight

Get ready

Nothing can stop it tonight

Mocha brunette, slim and tall

But during daytime noone sees her at all

On friday nights, you can be sure

When she moves everybody's looking at her

Oh-woo-ho

She's gonna rock it tonight

Get ready

Nothing can stop it tonight

They look at her like if she's crazy

But the way she moves it just amaze me

She knows excactly, where to run

Can take it further every time she's having fun

Like a tornado, hurricane

She's such a good time can i see her again

Oh-woo-ho

She's gonna rock it tonight

Get ready

Nothing can stop it tonight