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What? Well, let me roll up on to the sidewalk and take a look
Yes, whoa! She's beautiful
I'm talking about a Yankee Rose
And she looks wild, wild, wild, wild!
Are you ready for the new sensation
Well here's a shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute
When her flag unfurls
Well guess who's back in circulation
Now I don't know
What you may have heard
But what I need right now is
The original good time girl
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking bout it
When she walks
Watch the sparks will fly
Fire cracking on the Fourth of July
No sad songs tonight
Somethings in the air
Yeah, the feeling gets you
A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets flare
Still proving every night
That her flag's still there
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm in love with a Yankee Rose
Oh she's beautiful all right
Nothing like her in the whole world
Yeah she's right on time
I'm on the case
Pick up the phone
No time to waste
She's got the beat
And there's a little bit
Coming your way
Oh raise 'em up there
Let's see who salutes baby
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the mast
Swing 'em from here
I want to get
A little bit of apple pie man
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights...
Yes, whoa! She's beautiful
I'm talking about a Yankee Rose
And she looks wild, wild, wild, wild!
Are you ready for the new sensation
Well here's a shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute
When her flag unfurls
Well guess who's back in circulation
Now I don't know
What you may have heard
But what I need right now is
The original good time girl
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking bout it
When she walks
Watch the sparks will fly
Fire cracking on the Fourth of July
No sad songs tonight
Somethings in the air
Yeah, the feeling gets you
A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets flare
Still proving every night
That her flag's still there
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talking 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm in love with a Yankee Rose
Oh she's beautiful all right
Nothing like her in the whole world
Yeah she's right on time
I'm on the case
Pick up the phone
No time to waste
She's got the beat
And there's a little bit
Coming your way
Oh raise 'em up there
Let's see who salutes baby
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the mast
Swing 'em from here
I want to get
A little bit of apple pie man
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights...
Lyrics submitted by UseYourIllusion
Track duration: 03:48
"Yankee Rose" as written by David Lee Roth, Steve S. Vai
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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In the song, Roth sings about Lady Liberty as though she was an actual girl, personifying her - in Robert Christgau's words, "makes Miss Liberty a burlesque queen and neither lady a whore."
This was one of the two completed lyrics that David Lee Roth had written for Van Halen's follow-up to "1984." These lyrics, originally, were written to the song that became "Good Enough" on Van Halen's "5150."
america is cursed!!!
the end is close.