The band's on stage and it's one of those nites 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 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 simple love 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...ah 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' like roughish trade And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate And I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake But I been talking 'bout it much too long I think I better sing just one more song I 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 Aaah somebody will 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
