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So if you wanna be like me Here's the rules, one, two, three You gotta find a killer band Then bust your ass, you understand? You gotta rock, you gotta roll You gotta shock and lose control Four, five, six, and then you lose your mind Collect your chicks and now you're doin' fine Be sure you find a girl from East LA 'Cause she will never ever let you pay So you can rock, so you can roll So you can shock, and lose control (c'mon, boys) These are the rules of the road These are the rules of the road If you wanna be hot, if you wanna be cool You only get one shot, you gotta follow the rules These are the rules of the road Before you even start to board That private jet that you can't afford You gotta buy a mansion and flashy car In case you actually do become a star And then you can rock Then you can roll Then you can shock And lose control (woo) These are the rules of the road These are the rules of the road If you wanna be hot, if you wanna be cool You only get one shot, gotta follow the rules These are the rules of the road I've been at this game for a long time and I'm gonna share some wisdom with you (yeah, yeah) Rule number one, always get the money (money) Rule number two, remember to always get the money And rule number three, never forget to remember to always get the money (money) If it's in a glass, drink it If it is offered to you, take it If you can drive it, drive it hard (yeah) And if you follow these simple rules, by the age of 27 Well, you're gonna die These are the rules of the road These are the rules of the road If you wanna be hot, if you wanna be cool You only get one shot, you gotta follow the rules These are the rules of the road These are the rules of the road These are the rules of the road If you hear my words and heed them well You'll be heading down the road to hell 'Cause these are the rules, huh
Writer(s): Alice Cooper, Bob Ezrin, Wayne Kramer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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