Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)的吉他谱
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Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)的歌词
You know playin' blindman'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
Rosie you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry, baby, playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in front of the Woolworth's, tryin' out his attitude on all the catch
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 'til they wrestle her upstairs
I ain't here for business
I'm only here for fun
And Rosie you're the one
(CHORUS)
Rosalita jump a little lighter
I just want to be your love, ain't no lie
Rosalita you're my stone desire
Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool
Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right
Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers, winners use the door
So use it Rosie, that's what it's there for
(CHORUS)
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
Papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room
I'm going 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...)
Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy
My machine she's a dud, all stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
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 day
You can hear 'em in the back room strummin'
(CHORUS)
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
Rosie you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry, baby, playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in front of the Woolworth's, tryin' out his attitude on all the catch
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 'til they wrestle her upstairs
I ain't here for business
I'm only here for fun
And Rosie you're the one
(CHORUS)
Rosalita jump a little lighter
I just want to be your love, ain't no lie
Rosalita you're my stone desire
Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool
Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right
Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers, winners use the door
So use it Rosie, that's what it's there for
(CHORUS)
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
Papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room
I'm going 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...)
Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy
My machine she's a dud, all stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
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 day
You can hear 'em in the back room strummin'
(CHORUS)