Prince_logo.svgThere’s nothing for the record
And nothing to condemn
It’s in between this waking life
And REM
But you walked into the party
To tell me to live up to our dreams
We ’bout to get it started
Turn my guitar up so I can make this woman scream!
So I can make this woman scream!

It’s time to check your cell phone
Red Bull and Patrón
Ain’t no rapper tryna be a singer
Gonna make her moan
Sade and Babyface
R&B ain’t got no place
Put some hard rock on
You better cover your ears
Cause you’re about to hear a woman just scream!
Scream!

She said if I don’t ever get to kiss you
I’m really gonna make a scene
I said damn you just want me to be
Another rip in your jeans
That’s when she ordered strawberries, chocolate and whipped cream
My ____all turned up
And this woman screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed

She likes to party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now
She likes to party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now

Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover
Party hard
She’s a HardRockLover now

 

About The Author

Bianca Alysse is a creatively driven Bronx-born writer and editor. Before becoming The Knockturnal‘s music editor she served as Latina‘s creative coordinator and was a contributor at Billboard. The Boricua scribe has a lengthy resume in the music industry and has penned for Universal Music Publishing Group, Epic Records, G.O.O.D. Music, Compound Entertainment, Artistry & Récords, and Arcade Creative Group. Her work has been seen on platforms like VIBE, mitú, TIDAL, Remezcla, and behind the scenes at New York Fashion Week. As an independent contractor, she has written for Sony Music Entertainment’s global business affairs department, Warner Music Group, and currently Roc Nation.

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