Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) (Live at Capitol Theatre, Passaic, NJ - 9/20/1978)

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

Ah, 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

Ah, 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 Billy

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 all right

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 all right

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 coming to lend a hand

I'm coming 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)

Whoa, your papa says he knows

(that I don't have any money)

Whoa, so your daddy says he

Knows I don't have

(Papa says he knows that I

Don't have any money)

Well, tell him this is his last chance to

Get his daughter in a fine romance

Because the 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

I'm 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 café where they play

Guitars all night and all day

You can hear 'em in the back room strummin'

So hold tight, baby

Cause don't you know daddy's comin'

Oh, everybody, so!

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