Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) (Live at Paramount Theatre, Asbury Park, NJ - 11/24/1996)

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'll 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 higher

Senorita, 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 Knee Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there

Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming 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, little 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 higher

Senorita, 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 his 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 higher

Senorita, come sit by my fire

I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar

Rosalita, you're my stone desire

Hey hey hey hey

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