we gotta KICK 'EM OUT!
Yea!


Well, I feel pretty good
and I guess that I could
get crazy now, baby.

Cause we all got in tune when the
dressing room got hazy.


I know how you want it,
wet, hot, and tight.
The girl can't stand it when you

do it right;
when you're up on the stand.


And let me kick out the jams,
Kick out the jams.
WE GOTTA KICK 'EM OUT!


Yea, I'm startin' to sweat,
you know my shirt's all wet.

What a feelin'. now baby

And the song that abounds and

resounds and rebounds straight off of the ceiling.
You gotta have it baby,
you can't do without,

get the feelin',
gotta kick em out
Put that mike in my hand

And let me kick out the jams
Kick out the jams.
WE GOTTA KICK 'EM OUT!



alright, alright, alright



you gotta get it up,

you know ya can't get enough, Miss Mackenzie.
coz it gets in your brain,
and it drives you insane with a frenzy.


the wailing guitar and the crash of the drums,
wanna keep a-rockin' till the

morning comes.

Let me be who I am.

And let me kick out the jams, yeah!
Kick out the jams.
I DONE KICKED 'EM OUT