1.All Revved Up With No Place To Go
Lyricist：Jim Steinman
Writer(s)：Jim Steinman
I was nothing but a lonely all-American girl
Looking out for something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
When I played my guitar I made the canyons rock
But every Saturday night
I felt the fever grow
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
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