Run 'em through your hair And we can get to rockin' There you are and baby, here I am But I need something to do with my hands So maybe I should stick 'em in your pockets And I need something to do with my hands I need something to do with my hands Well

It's all about tonight Good times and the music and laughing and grooving to the band Everybody's getting right No worries, we're rocking all kinds of concoctions in our hands Yeah tomorrow can wait 'til tomorrow Don't bother telling me what I got coming

I’ve got wheels I’m rolling on Sometimes these wings Get a little heavy When I can’t fly, I start to fall But I’ve got wheels And I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t count