It's Tuesday night, it's twenty 'til eight I'm pickin' up my baby and I'm already late There's a blonde-haired beauty In the liquor store line She asks me to share her Bottle of wine It's just my luck wouldn't you know She wants to rock but I gotta roll We're playin' Mac Dintons Got one more show A pretty little honey's on the Very front row A bluejean skirt climbin' Way up her knee As I was crawlin' on stage she Was winkin' at me It was just my luck and wouldn't You know She wants to rock but I gotta roll CHORUS: She wants to rock But I gotta roll She wants to talk about love But I gotta stroll That's always the way my life goes When she wants to rock, I gotta roll Sittin' in a diner it's three a.m. There's a girl in the corner Whose name is sin But she wants to take me home And make my feel right But I gotta get home to my Sweetie tonight It's just my luck wouldn't you know She wants to rock but I gotta roll CHORUS