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Kid Rock - Rebel Soul - Cucci Galore
Rebel Soul
01. Chickens in the Pen
02. Let’s Ride
03. 3 CATT Boogie
04. Detroit, Michigan
05. Rebel Soul
06. God Save Rock n Roll
07. Happy New Year
08. Celebrate
09. The Mirror
10. Mr. Rock n Roll
11. Cucci Galore
12. Redneck Paradise
13. Cocaine and Gin
14. Midnight Ferry
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Everybody naked in the hot tub
Everybody want a baby oil back rub
Drinkin’ Champagne from your belly button
Lickin’ it up like wine
Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
Everybody wanna drive through the front gate
In a jet black Lamborghini
Leopard print fur lined
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Everybody wearin’ edible bikinis
Everybody want a chocolate martini
Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug
Afternoon delight
Hangin’ out with Hef down in the grotto
Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio
Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde
Caught a bunny in a lie
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
What the fuck d’you say?
Bitch, go get your clothes
Hell no, you can’t sleep here
Huh, me?
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam
Pamela’s here hangin’ with a douchebag
I’m sippin’ on a full fifth of Red Stag
Short stories and a couple of vials
Detroit city style
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore