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(Kenny Chesney & Tim McGraw) Do you smoke, do you drink Do you yell out, "Hank" Do you fold it in your pocket Do you lock it in the bank Jack it up, drop it down to the ground Put the juice in the goose Or the Coke in the Crown Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Yeah, you can kick it back chillin' Or you can rock hard You busted your butt all week And now, it's your time to be Whatever you wanna be You can dress to kill, you can shoot to thrill Try to seal the deal Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Do you kick the dirt, or work a Vegas stop Do you hit the strip, or roll a country mile Do you wear uptight, or keep it loose Do you leave it in the truck Or take it in in your boot Songtexte Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Yeah, you can kick it back chillin' Or you can rock hard You busted your ass all week And now it's your time to be Whatever you wanna be You can dress to kill, you can shoot to thrill Try to seal the deal Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Now, whether you're pimped up hangin' in the VIP Or way up high in the cheapest seat Hey, pretty mama, if you roll with me There'll be diamonds in the sky and the radio screen Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Yeah, you can kick back chillin' Or you can rock hard You busted your ass all week And now it's your time to be Whatever you wanna be You can dress to kill, you can shoot to thrill Try to seal the deal Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Do you smoke, do you drink Do you yell out, "Hank" Do you fold it in your pocket Do ya lock it in the bank Do you jack it up Or drop it down to the ground Put the juice in the goose Or the Coke in the Crown Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Whatever makes you feel like a rock star Aus Songtexte Mania