作曲
Emerson Swinford/Rod Stewart
What you got
Born to boogie
He stood five-foot-four
But was a giant of his generation
Just an Eastern kid
Who became a rock 'n' roll sensation
A dandy of a superstar
Who led a sexual revolution
Now when he played guitar
He was a rock god, babyface assassin
He wore a black bowler hat and a jacket made of cherry red satin
He was a hero of mine
That's why I wrote a song about him
"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"
"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth Century Boy"
"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution," revolution
Now when the lights go down and all the crowd is swaying
Then he starts up "Jeepster," all the girls are screaming
Wow, they're screaming all right
If you ever saw this guy, then you'll know just what I'm singing
Oh, Lord
Now when I die, I'll be rocking up in Heaven beside him (Heaven beside him)
We'll play a twelve part blues
See if all God's children got the rhythm (Got the rhythm)
The little maestro was a genius
That's why I wanna sing about him (Sing about him)
"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"
"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth Century Boy"
"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the, of the Revolution," people
"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"
"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth Century Boy"
"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution"
I love to boogie
I love to boogie
Oh my, he could boogie-woogie-woogie
What a man, what a guy, what a star
Marc the genius
