It was Saturday night, I was feeling alright I had nothing to lose I threw the top down, then pulled into town I had no time for the blues
When I pulled up, they were plugging it in I was looking to find a seat I met this guy, had a look in his eye I swear he was saying to me
I want you to rock me, roll me You won't get lonely Come on and rock me, roll me You oughta get to know me
When he grabbed his coat, he slipped me a note Said, "What are we waiting for?" Well guy, I'm sorry, we fooled around I was looking for something more
Oh, and he was shy, saying goodbye He said, "Really I'll give you a call Do I have to explain you're driving me insane I'll tell you what I want you to do"
I want you to rock me, roll me Learn to control me Rock me, roll me You really oughta get to know me
Come on rock me, roll me I'm feeling kinda lonely I want you to rock me, roll me Quit talking and show me
Rock me Rock me Rock me Rock me
Now it's your turn
I'm gonna rock you, roll you Do all the things I told you I'm gonna rock you, roll you Sit down and I'll show you
Rock me, roll me Rock me, roll me I want you to rock me Rock me, roll me I wanna roll you Rock me, roll meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
