She Wants to Rock

It's Tuesday night, it's twenty 'til eight I'm pickin' up my baby and I'm already late There's a blonde-haired beauty in the liquor store line She asks me to share her bottle of wine It's just my luck wouldn't you know She wants to rock but I gotta roll We're playin' Mac Dintons got one more show A pretty little honey's on the very front row A bluejean skirt climbin' way up her knee As I was crawlin' on stage she was winkin' at me It was just my luck and wouldn't you know She wants to rock but I gotta roll CHORUS: She wants to rock But I gotta roll She wants to talk about love But I gotta stroll That's always the way my life goes When she wants to rock, I gotta roll Sittin' in a diner it's three a.m. There's a girl in the corner whose name is sin But she wants to take me home and make my feel right But I gotta get home to my sweetie tonight It's just my luck wouldn't you know She wants to rock but I gotta roll CHORUS