Cucci Galore
Kid Rock Lyrics


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Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Everybody naked in the hot tub
Everybody want a baby oil back rub
Drinkin’ Champagne from your belly button
Lickin’ it up like wine
Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
Everybody wanna drive through the front gate
In a jet black Lamborghini
Leopard print fur lined

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Everybody wearin’ edible bikinis
Everybody want a chocolate martini
Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug
Afternoon delight
Hangin’ out with Hef down in the grotto
Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio
Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde
Caught a bunny in a lie

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

What the fuck d’you say?
Bitch, go get your clothes
Hell no, you can’t sleep here
Huh, me?

They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam
Pamela’s here hangin’ with a douchebag
I’m sippin’ on a full fifth of Red Stag
Short stories and a couple of vials
Detroit city style

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore




My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Kid Rock's song "Cucci Galore" are a playful and sexually charged invitation to engage in hedonistic activities. The song's chorus repeatedly asks the listener if they want to "go down," with "go down" likely referring to performing oral sex. The verses paint a picture of a wild party, where everyone is naked in a hot tub, drinking champagne, and wearing edible bikinis. The song references famous Playboy playmates and celebrities like Naomi Campbell and Hugh Hefner. "Cucci Galore" is the name of one of the playmates mentioned in the song, and Kid Rock also introduces himself as "Bobby Shazam." The final verse sees Kid Rock telling a woman to leave his house after insulting him.


Overall, the song is a celebration of excess and indulgence, with a focus on sexuality and pleasure. The lyrics are packed with references to sex, drugs, and rock and roll, which all contribute to the song's party atmosphere. The repetition of "come on, come on, come on" in the chorus creates a sense of urgency and excitement, urging the listener to join in on the fun.


Line by Line Meaning

Don’t you wanna go down?
Kid Rock is asking someone if they want to engage in sexual activity.


Come on, come on, come on
Kid Rock is trying to persuade the person to engage in sexual activity with him.


My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Kid Rock is singing as Cucci Galore, a sexually desirable woman.


Everybody naked in the hot tub
People are partying and engaging in sexual activity.


Everybody want a baby oil back rub
People want to touch and massage each other with baby oil for sexual pleasure.


Drinkin’ Champagne from your belly button
People are drinking Champagne off of someone's body for sexual pleasure.


Lickin’ it up like wine
People are licking the Champagne off someone's body like they would with a fine wine.


Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
People want to have sexual relations with a Playboy Playmate.


Everybody wanna drive through the front gate
People want to be famous and wealthy like those who live in a mansion behind a gated entrance.


In a jet black Lamborghini
They want to arrive in style and luxury in a jet black Lamborghini.


Leopard print fur lined
They want the luxury car to have animal print fur lining for added glamour and sex appeal.


Everybody wearin’ edible bikinis
People are wearing bikinis made of food to be sexually provocative.


Everybody want a chocolate martini
People want to drink a chocolate martini for sexual pleasure.


Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug
Naomi Campbell, a famous model, is depicted in a sexually suggestive scene on a polar bear rug.


Afternoon delight
People are engaging in sexual activity in the afternoon for pleasure.


Hangin’ out with Hef down in the grotto
Kid Rock is referencing hanging out with Hugh Hefner, the founder of Playboy, in the Playboy Mansion grotto, a location known for sexual activity.


Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio
A woman from Ohio who is so attractive that she can break men's hearts is being referenced.


Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde
Kid Rock is requesting that a woman providing sexual activity to prove her authenticity in some manner.


Caught a bunny in a lie
Kid Rock is referencing a woman being deceitful or untrustworthy, calling her a bunny.


What the fuck d’you say?
Kid Rock is confronting someone who said something he didn't like.


Bitch, go get your clothes
Kid Rock is kicking a woman out of his bed or home.


Hell no, you can’t sleep here
Kid Rock is denying a woman the ability to stay the night.


Huh, me?
Kid Rock is clarifying who he was referring to in the previous lines of the song.


They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
Kid Rock is referencing his nickname, Bobby Shazam.


Pamela’s here hangin’ with a douchebag
Pamela Anderson, a famous Playboy model, is referenced as being in the presence of an undesirable man.


I’m sippin’ on a full fifth of Red Stag
Kid Rock is drinking a large amount of Red Stag whiskey.


Short stories and a couple of vials
Kid Rock is referencing drug use.


Detroit city style
Kid Rock is referring to his hometown of Detroit and the behavior that may be common there.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHRIS KENNEDY, R.J. RITCHIE

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Lil Big Mick

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Everybody naked in the hot tub
Everybody want a baby oil back rub
Drinkin’ Champagne from your belly button
Lickin’ it up like wine
Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
Everybody wanna drive through the front gate
In a jet black Lamborghini
Leopard print fur lined
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Everybody wearin’ edible bikinis
Everybody want a chocolate martini
Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug
Afternoon delight
Hangin’ out with Hef down in the grotto
Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio
Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde
Caught a bunny in a lie
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
What the fuck d’you say?
Bitch, go get your clothes
Hell no, you can’t sleep here
Huh, me?
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam
Pamela’s here hangin’ with a douchebag
I’m sippin’ on a full fifth of Red Stag
Short stories and a couple of vials
Detroit city style
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore



All comments from YouTube:

Michele Rogers

Love the whole REBEL SOUL album. This is one of my favorites. Classic Kid Rock mixing fun, humor and great music. You Rock, Bobby!!!!

Kingston Shine

Imagine liking kid rock tho…

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bfissarahsmom

Freaking LOVE IT! You can tell he is having fun. He is indeed a class all his own!

Laura Renfrow

This is why I love Kid Rock, great no matter what genre or style!

Louise Timms

Love Kid Rock no matter what he sings

Judy Hemken

I'm madly in love with you kid rock! I pray we meet in person one day!

Barbara Robbins

Me too. What the fuck u say !

VarietyMusicLover

Kid Rock is like the rainbow chameleon he can make any music genre sound really good

Jerry Biss

Say what you will, but Kid Rock is one of the smartest men in music covering all the bases!

Charity Dishon-Fischer

So glad he did a video for this one! I giggle and smile every time I play this song!

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