Lyrics:

There's nothing for the record
And nothing to condemn
It's in between this waking life
And REM
But you walked into the party
And tell me to live up to her 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 really get to kiss you
I'm really gonna make a scene.'
I said 'Eww, so you just want me to be
Another rip in your jeans.'
That's when she ordered strawberries, chocolate, and whipped cream
My guitar was all turned up
And this woman screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed, screamed

She likes to party hard
She's a hard rock lover
Party hard
She's a hard rock lover now
She likes to party hard
She's a hard rock lover
Party hard
She's a hard rock lover now

She likes to party hard
She's a hard rock lover
Party hard
She's a hard rock lover now
She's a hard rock lover
She's a hard rock lover now
She's a