B.P. - Kick Out the Jams Lyrics
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Kick Out the Jams
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What Are The Lyrics For Kick Out the Jams By B.P.?
Kick out the jams motherfuckers !
Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna I'm gonna kick 'em out ! Yeah ! Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now baby Cause we all got in tune And when the dressing room got hazy now baby I know how you want it child Hot, quick and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doin' it right Let me up on the stand And let me kick out the jam Yes, kick out the jams I want to kick 'em out! Yes I'm starting to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feeling In the sound that abounds And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it baby You can't do without When you get that feeling You gotta sock 'em out Put that mike in my hand And let me kick out the jam Yes ! Kick out the jams I want to kick 'em out So you got to give it up You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane Leaping frenzy The wailin' guitars girl The crash of the drums Make you want to keep-a-rockin' Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams I done kicked em out!!! |
Who Wrote Kick Out the Jams By B.P.?
Dennis A. Tomich, Frederick D. Smith, Frederick Dewey Smith, Michael Davis, Michael H. Davis, Robert W. Derminer, Wayne Kramer, Wayne S Kramer
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What's The Duration Of The Kick Out the Jams By B.P.?The duration of Kick Out the Jams is 2:28 minutes and seconds. |
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