Sneaking off to a watering hole
Late on a Friday night
Down at the corner bar people say
That rock and roll will never die.
Don't know what you're doing here
A feeling you can't describe.
These are the good old days my friend
You keep your dreams alive
He was a retro Rock Star
Long retired his beat-up guitar
Sitting in with a local band
And jamming at the corner bar
Tonight you're back
In the spell of a Rock 'n' Roll star
The dead on the jukebox
Struck a bargain with the devil
A roomful of ghosts where the jam's loud
Put your pedal to the metal
A hundred bright colored lights
Rock the party at your favorite bar
The band kept jammin all night long
How lucky you are.
He was a retro Rock Star
Long retired his beat-up guitar
Sitting in with a local band
And jamming at the corner bar
Tonight you're back
In the spell of a Rock 'n' Roll star
They said he was crazy in his time
And he wasted more money
Than you can spend in a lifetime.
He and his partners in crime
He was a retro Rock Star
Long retired his beat up guitar
He was a retro Rock Star
Long retired his beat up guitar
He was a retro Rock Star
Long retired his beat up guitar
RETRO, RETRO, RETRO, RETRO!

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