She's got a jet black v-neck Joan Jett T-shirt on
Looking like Blondie leaning on that sound machine
She drops in a dollar or two for a few of her favorite songs
Then she turns, she winks, she smiles and starts to sing
And she knows every word, never misses a beat
Mom and daddy must have played it when they rocked her to sleep
I guess girls like her were born in torn up jeans
And some say Rock and Roll has died
I say Hell No!
She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive!
She'll say the Beatles ain't got nothing on the Stones
She's always up for who is the best grunge band to date
Once you get her started on Guns and Axel Rose
She turns, she winks, she smiles and starts to sing
And she knows every word, never misses a beat
Mom and daddy must have played it when they rocked her to sleep
I guess girls like her were born in torn up jeans
And some say Rock and Roll has died
I say Hell No!
She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive!
She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive!
Mmmmm... American girl, brown-eyed baby
LA woman, foxy lady
She drives me crazy (drives me crazy)
Knows every word, never misses a beat
Mom and daddy must have played it when they rocked her to sleep
I guess girls like her were born in torn up jeans
And some say Rock and Roll has died
I say Hell No!
She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive!
She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive!