Rock is rock, and, rock and roll, rock is just short for rock and roll.

Looking hard for a drive in, searching for a corner cafe, where the hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day.

Could you imagine the way I felt, I couldn't unfasten her safety belt. All the way home I held a grudge, for the safety belt that wouldn't budge.

Back in the class room, open your books, keep up, the teacher don't know how mean she looks.

I think I see her, please let me off this bus. Nadine, honey, is that you?

All I want for Christmas is a rock n roll electric guitar.

It's amazing how much you can learn if your intentions are truly earnest.