Your Kind of Music

I don’t know how but, I know it’s true,

Music sounds better, when I’m with you.

You seem to open up, all my senses.

You know how to bypass, my defenses.

When you touch me, I feel the vibes.

Like electricity coming, from all sides.

I took from you, far more than I gave.

Feeling the bass , wave after wave.

I love your kind of music.

It rocks my very soul.

I love your kind of music.

Too much and my mind will blow.

I love your kind of music.

You play the hits, mostly eighties rock.

From back in the day, of the shock jock.

Your music has become, my way of living.

The kind of music that, keeps on giving.

Sometimes we dance, swaying like balloons.

Psychedelic speakers, blaring out the tunes.

When listening all day, we can’t go wrong,

Rocking those hot, eighties love songs.

I love your kind of music.

It rocks my very soul.

I love your kind of music.

Too much and my mind will blow.

I love your kind of music.

When we are on the road, mile after mile,

I slide in a rock CD, to make you smile.

You with me makes, any song sound good.

We can pull over, if you think we should.

I love your kind of music.

It rocks my very soul.

I love your kind of music.

Too much and my mind will blow.

I love your kind of music.

I love your kind of music.

It rocks my very soul.

I love your kind of music.

Too much and my mind will blow.

I love your kind of music.

I love your kind of music.