Let's Hear It
--words and music by Michael Stanley

from "North Coast", 1981, EMI Records Group



Let's hear it!

Well, it's a Saturday night, heart of the city
   The men looking hard, the women looking pretty
Just a whole lot of people
   looking for a little paradise...

But there's a guy in the crowd that's getting
   out of hand
He's had thirteen beers, he's screaming
   at the band
Show business, baby, it sure is nice...


		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Hey, drummerman, beat me eight to the bar
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Turn it up, turn it up, stay where you are
		      'Cause it's good for the body, and good
		         for the soul
		       To now and then get a little
		         out of control
		       So...cut the bullshit,
		         play a little rock 'n' roll
		Let's hear it...let's hear it...let's hear it...

There's a girl in the front, she's been
   there all night
She's got an illegal body, a dress that's
   too tight
And all night long she's been coming on with
   her eyes, yeah

But she's standing with a guy about
   six feet four
who's had one too many and going
   back for more
and I'd sure like to love you but I'd also like
   to leave here alive...

		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Hey, drummerman, beat me eight to the bar
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Turn it up, turn it up, stay where you are
		      'Cause it's good for the body, good
		         for the soul
		       To now and then get a little
		         out of control
		       So...cut the bullshit,
		         and play a little rock 'n' roll

    Well, you can't forget about the boys in the back room
    Can't forget about the factory gates
    Can't forget about the fact she let
    you consummate the act
       And now your baby's just a couple weeks late
    But nothing looks better than your
    baby in a sweater
    but you know that got you right
       where you are
    Well after tonight, yeah
     Things are looking bright 'cause
    there's only six more payments to
       go on the car...

		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Hey, drummerman, beat me eight to the bar
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Ah ooh let's hear it...
		Turn it up, turn it up, play that guitar
		      'Cause it's good for the body, good
		         for the soul
		       To now and then get a little
		         out of control
		       So...cut the bullshit,
		         play a little rock 'n' roll
		       You gotta cut the bullshit
			 and play a little rock 'n' roll
		       Oh yeah, cut the bullshit
			and play a little rock 'n' roll