My kind of Rock and Roll

All you old guys, over forty,
throw your dirty wigs away,
‘cause even baldies are allowed,
when we are celebrating today.

And all you God seeking nuns,
off with those penguin dresses,
baptize my beer and I toast to you,
tonight that’s all that I wanna do.

M y kind of Rock and Roll, ugly guys with greasy hair,
my kind of Rock and Roll, ugly guys but I don't care
Elvis, stay where you are,
I’ll meet you there.