(words & music by Taylor) I´m a steamroller baby I´m ´bout to roll all over you I´m a steamroller baby I´m ´bout to roll all over you
I´m gonna inject your soul With sweet rock´n´roll, poor heaven
I´m a cement mixer A churning urn of burning funk I´m a cement mixer A churning urn of burning funk I´m a demolition derby A hefty hunk, steaming junk
I´m a steamroller baby I´m ´bout to roll over you I´m a steamroller baby I´m ´bout to roll over you I´m gonna inject your soul With some sweet rock´n´roll And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
I´m a napalm-bomb Guaranteed to blow your mind I´m a napalm-bomb Guaranteed to blow your mind If I can´t have your love now baby There won´t be nothing left behind