We gotta kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could Get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you do it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams Kick out the jams I gotta kick 'em out Yeah I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' now baby And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds Straight off of the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get that feelin' You've got take'em out Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams We gotta kick 'em out So you got to give it up You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane With the frenzy The wigglin' guitars and The crash of the drums You'll wanna keep on rocking Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yeah, kick out the jams I done kick 'em out