I been waitin' all week for a Friday night

Got my ripped-up jeans and my appetite

For a loud guitar and a kick drum beat

Shakin' the ground right under my feet

Don't need permission, don't need a plan

Just a bad reputation and a rock 'n' roll band

They say "little girl, sit this out"

But I ain't never learned what quiet's about

Turn it up, turn it up, let the neighbors complain

I got a dirty little secret and it's called my brain

Kick it down, kick it down, tear the whole thing down

I'm the queen of this dirty little rock 'n' roll town

Kick it down, kick it down, hear the speakers shout,

Ain't nobody gonna tell me what the fuck I'm talkin' about?!