The Stroke Billy Squier

Now everybody have you heard if you're in the game?
Then the stroke is the word

Don't take no rhythm
Don't take no style
Got a thirst for killin'
Grab you're vile

You put your right hand out
Give a firm handshake
Talk to me
About that one big break

Spread your ear-pollution
Both far and wide
Keep your contributions
By your side and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy, you move quite well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me
You got your number down
Stroke me, stroke me
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now

You put your left foot out
Keep it all in place
Work your way
Right into my case

First you try to bed me
You make my backbone slide
But when you found you bled me
Skip on by, keep on

Stroke me, stroke me
Give me the business all night long
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me
You're so the ghetto boy
Stroke me, stroke me
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now

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Better listen now
Said it ain't no joke
Let your conscience fail ya
Just do the stroke

Don't you take no chances
Keep your eye on top
Do your fancy dances
You can't stop you just

Stroke me, stroke me (stroke, stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke, stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke, stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke) do it

Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me
Keep on (stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me
Ain't gonna (stroke)
Stroke me, stroke me
Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now