Wear 'em Tight - Matt McAndrew

The rockers, rockers, rockers got my life movin' fast

But the jazzers, jazzers, jazzers, they’re livin' in the past

And all the people, people, people, they just wanna dance

Oh come on baby, baby, baby, do you wanna take a chance?

Talkin' mean out on the street

Pickin' strings and pickin' fights

Put my rooster on the beat

Pull 'em down and wear 'em tight

What say you, say you, say you, you wanna be a band?

But they don’t pay you, pay you, pay you when you’re living in a van

And all this talkin', talkin', talkin' don’t get you anywhere

Let’s all go out and do it, do it, do it while we’re young enough to care

Talkin' mean out on the street

Pickin' strings and pickin' fights

Put my rooster on the beat

Pull 'em down and wear 'em tight

This showbiz, showbiz, showbiz is more or less a joke

But do I look good, look good, look good in the mirror made of smoke?

Cause I got a feelin', feelin', feelin' that you don’t give a damn

Aw, come on baby, baby, baby, do you know who I am?

Talkin' mean out on the street

Pickin' strings and pickin' fights

Put my rooster on the beat

Pull 'em down and wear 'em tight