Kick Out The Jams

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 doing 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 with the frenzy

The wigglin guitars girl

The crash of the drums

Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'

Till the morning comes

Let me be who I am

And let me kick out the jam

Yes, kick out the jams

I done kicked em out!