The band's on stage
And it's one of those nights
Oh, yeah
The drummer thinks
That he is dynamite
Oh, yeah
You lovely ladies
In your leather and lace
A thousand lips
I would love to taste
I've got one heart
And it hurts like hell
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
Now who's that black girl
In the bright blue hair
Oh, yeah
Now don't you know
That it's rude to stare
Oh, yeah
I'm not so green
But I'm feeling so fresh
I simply like to put her
To the test
She's so alive
And she's dressed to kill
But if you can't rock me
Somebody will
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
Now I ain't looking
For no pretty face
Oh no
Or for some hooker working
Roughish trade
And there ain't nothing
Like a perfect mate
And I ain't looking
For no wedding cake
But I been talking about it
Much too long
I think I better sing just
One more song
I've got one heart
And it hurts like hell
I'm simply dying
For some thrills and spills
Oh, yeah
If you can't rock me
If you can't rock me
Somebody will
Somebody will
Somebody will
If you can't rock me
Well, well, well, well