Brisa Roché - The Drum lyrics

You gotta choose your rock'n roll You're sure to make him go But when, when will you find Someone so warm Someone so kind You're the chieftan of your show You're led just by the road You're tired and you know best The way he tried to help you rest Oh what a body, tanned by sun Tall and lean A body built by angels Built to know just what I mean He's got to dance his moves alone And make the floor his own While I, I take my time To beat the drum And chase the dime I told him yes then told him no Left alone to ride the flow But songs, at fall of night Though I'm away, make it alright Oh what a body, tanned by sun Tall and lean A body built by angels Built to know just what I mean You got to choose your rock'n roll You're sure to make him go But when, when will you find Someone so warm Someone so kind Oh what a body, tanned by sun Tall and lean A body built by angels Built to know just what I mean You got to choose your rock'n roll Oh, oh, oh...