Well, I'm a steamroller, babe
I'm bound to roll all over you
Yes, I'm a steamroller now, baby
I'm bound to roll all over you
I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock and roll
And shoot you full of rhythm and blues

Well, I'm a cement mixer
A churning urn of burning funk
Yes I'm a cement mixer for you, babe
A churning urn of burning funk
Well, I'm a demolition derby, yeah
A hefty hunk of steaming junk

Now I'm a napalm bomb, babe
Just guaranteed to blow your mind
Yeah, I'm a napalm bomb for you, baby
Whoa guaranteed, just stone guaranteed to blow your mind
And if I can't have your love for my own now
Sweet child, won't be nothing left behind

It seems how lately, babe
Got a bad case of steamroller blues