Verse 1It’s Tuesday Night, It’s Twenty Till EightI’m Pickin Up My Baby And I’m Already LateThere’s A Blonde Haired Beauty In The Liquor Store LineShe Asked Me To Share, Her Bottle Of WineIt’s Just My Luck, Wouldn’t You KnowShe Wants To Rock, But I Gotta RollVerse 2We Were Playin’ Mac Dintons, Got One More ShowA Pretty Little Honey’s On The Very Front RowA Blue Jean Skirt Climbing Way Up Her KneeAs I Was Crawlin’ On Stage She Was Winkin At MeIt Was Just My Luck, Wouldn’t You KnowShe Wants To Rock, But I Gotta RollChorusShe Wants To RockI Gotta RollShe Wants To Talk About LoveBut I Gotta StrollThat’s Always The Way, My Life GoesShe Wants To Rock, But I Gotta RollVerse 3Sittin’ In A Diner It’s Three A.m.There’s A Girl In The Corner Who’s Name Is SinBut She Wants To Take Me Home, And Make Me Feel RightBut I Gotta Get Home To My Sweetie TonightIt’s Just My Luck, Wouldn’t You KnowShe Wants To Rock, But I Gotta Roll
