She eased my mind when the sun don't shine

Coming into Birmingham

Barefoot on the backseat

She really didn't give a damn

Window down on the driver's side

Playing on the radio

Pulling on the shoulder

Gonna have to let it roll

Ain't that rocket baby

Tell me when you're coming home

Person to person

I don't wanna be alone

Hold me tight, it's gonna be alright

'Til the wolves are howling at the door

She's got a certain savoir-faire

Even standing in the kitchen floor

Rocket baby

I got some time to kill

So I call up on the telephone

Something's gotta give

Baby throw a little dog a bone

She came on down to the Holiday Inn

We were skating in the parking lot

She's got a lot to give

Yeah, she's sure got a lot

Ain't that rocket baby

Tell me when you're coming home

Person to person

I don't wanna be alone

Hold me tight, it's gonna be alright

'Til the wolves are howling at the door

She's got a certain savoir-faire

Even standing in the kitchen floor

Rocket baby

Every time I get screwed up

And the sun comes shining down

You better find someone that'll steer you straight

And throw your arms around

Well the hotel bus is crowded

With the folks coming home from work

I'm sitting here thinking I'm gonna hold on tight

'Til they stick me in the dirt

Ain't that rocket baby

Tell me when you're coming home

Person to person

I don't wanna be alone

Hold me tight, it's gonna be alright

'Til the wolves are howling at the door

She's got a certain savoir-faire

Even standing in the kitchen floor

Rocket baby