Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) [Live at the Roxy Theatre, W. Hollywood, CA - July 1978]

Spread out now Rosie Doctor come cut loose her mama's reins You know playin' blind man's bluff Is a little baby's game You pick up Little Dynamite I'm gonna pick up Little Gun And together we're gonna go out tonight And make that highway run You don't have to call me lieutenant, Rosie And I don't want to be your son The only lover I'm ever gonna need's Your soft sweet little girl's tongue And Rosie you're the one Dynamite's in the belfry baby, playin' with the bats Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's Tryin' out his attitude on all the cats Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus Mama she's home in the window waitin' up for us She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs 'Cause you know we ain't gonna come I ain't here on business baby, I'm only here for fun And Rosie you're the one Rosalita, jump a little lighter Señorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie Don't you know they're gonna be there? Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billie They'll be comin' up for air We're gonna play some pool Skip some school, act real cool Stay out all night, it's gonna feel alright So Rosie, come out tonight Oh baby, come out tonight Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor Oh, closets are for hangers, winners use the door So use it Rosie, that's what it's there for Rosalita, jump a little lighter Señorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire, alright Now I know your mama she don't like me 'Cause I play in a rock and roll band And I know your daddy he don't dig me But he never did understand Your papa lowered the boom He locked you in your room I'm comin' to lend a hand I'm comin' to liberate you, confiscate you I want to be your man Someday we'll look back on this And it will all seem funny But now you're sad, your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't (Have any money) Oh, your papa says he knows (That I don't have any money) Oh, so your daddy says he knows that I don't have (Any money) Well, tell him this is last chance To get his daughter in a fine romance Because a record company, Rosie Just gave me a big advance And my tires were slashed And I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy And my machine she's a dud out stuck in the mud Somewhere in the swamps of Jersey Well, hold on tight, stay up all night 'Cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong By the time we meet the morning light I will hold you in my arms I know a pretty little place in Southern California Down San Diego way There's a little cafe where they play guitars All night and all day You can hear them in the back room strummin' So hold tight baby 'Cause don't you know daddy's comin' Everybody sing! Rosalita, jump a little lighter Señorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire, oh yeah