Don't rock the jukebox I want to hear some Jones 'Cause my heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel like rockin' Since my baby's gone So don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song Before you drop that quarter

Want you to rock me baby, rock me all night long Sun goin' down, the moon begin to rise See me comin', run get your rockin' chair Want you to roll me, like I roll a wagon wheel Rock me easy, rock your baby slow Put your arms around me, like a circle

Let's have a party ooh let's have a party Oh, send it to the store, let's buy some more Let's have a party tonight Some people like to rock some people like to roll But movin' and a groovin' gonna satisfy my soul I never kissed a bear I never kissed a

A big black wide gorilla Like a dreadful mighty killer Well I was looking at a movie on the TV last night Then I had a very funny notion, yeah I really had to write a song about it And then I'm gonna sing it with my rock 'n roll band And I bet the people

Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

He's in love with rock'n'roll, woah He's in love with gettin' stoned, woah He's in love with Janie Jones, woah He don't like his boring job, no And he knows what he like to do He knows he's gonna have fun with you You lucky lady And he knows when the

And I only get my rocks off While I'm dreaming While I'm sleeping I only get my rocks off Only get them off Heading for the overload Splattered on the dirty road Kick me like you've kicked before I can't even feel the pain no more

Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

I’m gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I’m gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of

Just like the cigarettes hurt I guess I'm never gonna learn Just like the whiskey burns, whoa wohoa I am rock and roll, living a life we can only dream of They said that self destruction I stopped below and for along My only home is the bottom of the