Still Somethin’ Kid Rock

[Verse 1]
I remember I was eight years old
With a blank tape waiting by the radio
Come on man, play Back in Black
I wanna play it back on repeat
I remember Panama City
Long nights with the girl named Christy
She took me down to the Paradise City
Then up on Cripple Creek

[Chorus]
There's still something 'bout a guitar cranked up
Head banging to the beat of the bass drum
Still something 'bout a sold-out show
In the second row with your girl on your shoulders
Still something 'bout raising a cold beer
When the lights go down and the crowd cheers
From Muscle Shoals to Abbey Road
Sweet Child to Sweet Home

[Refrain]
Still something 'bout rock 'n' roll (Rock 'n' roll)
Still something 'bout rock 'n' roll (Rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll)

[Verse 2]
I saw Journey at the big Colosseum
No dancing, no lip syncing
I tell you this, don't fight the feeling
And don't stop believing