The Clash - Lover's Rock Lyrics
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Lover's Rock
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What Are The Lyrics For Lover's Rock By The Clash?
You must treat your lover girl right
If you wanna make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss To make lover's rock Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had Yeah to swallow Oh you Western man, you're free with your seed When you make lover's rock But woops, there goes the strength that you need To make real cool lover's rock A genuine lover takes off his clothes And he can make a lover in a thousand go's An' she don't need that thing that she had Yeah to swallow, know what I mean? Oh Yeah, you must treat your lover girl right To make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss To make lover's rock Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had Oh to swallow, hey Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" Whose rock? They call it "Lover's Rock" |
Who Wrote Lover's Rock By The Clash?
Joe Strummer, Mick Jones, Paul Simonon, Topper Headon
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What's The Duration Of The Lover's Rock By The Clash?The duration of Lover's Rock is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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