Baby Got Going - Liz Phair

Baby got goin' on a southern train, you know

Fired up the pistons driving below

And the whole vibration, seat upholstery

Silky underwear, oh conductor, let’s roll, roll, roll, roll

Let’s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll!!!

Baby got goin' but I can’t complain, you know

It knocks me out when she acts so strange, it’s like a Big Mac truck cut across three lanes in my soul, conductor

Let’s throw some metal down, roll, roll, roll, roll

Squeeze her knees underneath a book, you know

A real good shakin' is all it took

'Cause my baby’s hooked on me, and as you can see

I’m wild about her!

She got goin' but I can’t complain, you know

It knocks me out when she acts so strange, it’s like a Big Mac truck cut across three lanes in my soul, conductor, let’s roll…

Let’s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll!!!

Let’s roll

She gets mad when it goes too slow, so I’m beggin' you man

Keep a shovelin' that coal and let’s roll!

Let’s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll…