She Don't Wanna Rock - Zebrahead

Well, we first met at a show, started talking

Aquanet, Mötley Crüe, and Dokken

Hit it off great and she soon moved in

Turn it up, give me some Poison

Well, she got sick of my spandex pants

Wanted some more of that «girly romance»

I wanted Slaughter, you gave me Stryper

I’m the Iron Sheik, she’s Rowdy Roddy Piper

Headbangers' ball is on

And I wanna bang a gong

And she threw away my bong

And said «oh, no, no»

She said «I (I) don’t wanna rock anymore»

And she said «I (I) can’t bang my head anymore»

I can’t believe she is scaring me

When she said «I (I) just can’t rock anymore with you»

Well, I got her back singing Home Sweet Home

Used my hairbrush as a microphone

But I just couldn’t stop when she wanted to talk

I’m like L. A Guns, I was born to rock

Yeah, well, she started selling my concert tees

Aerosmith and Run D.M.C, bust it

I like Van Halen, she likes Van Hagar

She’s a violin, I’m a motherfucking guitar

I don’t understand it

What went wrong?

I thought all the ballads

Were her favourite songs

I don’t understand it

When she said to me

«Even Bon Jovi?»

Yup

(She said «I don’t wanna rock with you) with you

(She said «I don’t wanna rock with you) with you

(She said «I don’t wanna rock with you) with you

(She said «I don’t wanna) rock anymore with you