(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
The band`s on stage and it`s 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
I`ve got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you can`t rock me somebody will
If you can`t rock me somebody will
Now who`s that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah
Now don`t you know that it`s rude to stare, oh yeah
I`m not so green but I`m feelin` so fresh
I simply like to put her to the test
She`s so alive and she`s dressed to kill, but
If you can`t rock me somebody will
If you can`t rock me somebody will
If you can`t rock me somebody will
If you can`t rock me somebody will
Now I ain`t lookin` for no pretty face, oh no
Or for some hooker workin` roughish trade
And there ain`t nothing like a perfect mate
And I ain`t lookin` for no wedding cake
But I been talkin` `bout it much too long
I think I better sing just one more song
I`ve got one heart and it hurts like hell
I`m simply dying for some thrills and spills
Oh yeah
If you can`t rock me
If you can`t rock me, somebody will
Somebody will, somebody will
If you can`t rock me
Well, well, well, well