All my lazy teenage boasts
Are now high precision ghosts
And they're coming 'round the track
To haunt me
When she looks at me and laughs
I remind her of the fact
I'm the king of rock 'n' roll
Completely
Up from suede shoes to my baby blues
Hot dog, jumping frog
All my lazy teenage boasts
Are now high precision ghosts
And they're coming 'round the track
To haunt me
When she looks at me and laughs
I remind her of the fact
I'm the king of rock 'n' roll
Completely
Up from suede shoes to my baby blues
Hot dog, jumping frog