The bands on stage and its 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, Ive got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you cant rock me somebody will
If you cant rock me somebody will
Now, whos that black girl in the bright blue hair? Oh yeah
Now, dont you know that its rude to stare? Oh yeah
Im not so green but Im feelin so fresh, I simply like to put her to the test
Shes so alive and shes dressed to kill, but
If you cant rock me somebody will
If you cant rock me somebody will
If you cant rock me somebody will
If you cant rock me somebody will
Now I aint lookin for no pretty face, oh no
Or for some hooker workin roughish trade
And there aint nothing like a perfect mate
And I aint lookin for no wedding cake
But I been talkin bout it much too long
I think I better sing just one more song
Ive got one heart and it hurts like hell
Im simply dying for some thrills, spills, oh yeah
If you cant rock me, if you cant rock me
Somebody will, somebody will, somebody will
If you cant rock me
Well, well, well, well