(M. JaggerK. Richards)



The band's on stage and it's one of those nights, 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've 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 simply like 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

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' roughish trade

And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate

And I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake

But I been talkin' 'bout it much too long

I think I better sing just one more song

I've 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, somebody will

Somebody will, somebody will

If you can't rock me

Well, well, well, well