And you're a rocket queen I might be a little young but honey I ain't naive Here I am and you're a rocket queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's

I want you to keep rocking me You can rock me baby You can rock me all night long Rock me baby, rock me baby, rock me baby, huh Little girl, you can rock me all night long, now oh, now Just keep on rockin' me little girl, girl Honey 'till my back ain't

And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh, no no no I'm a rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up there alone She packed my bags last night, pre-flight

And you're a rocket queen I might be a little young but honey I ain't naive Here I am and you're a rocket queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's

We in the zone now, don't stop, oh oh You can keep your hands on me Touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands off you Your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me so excited Now it's just me and you Your body's my

Oh little rock Think I'm gonna have to slip you off Take a chance tonight and untie the knot There's more to life than what I've got You know this heart of mine just can't be bought I'm gonna find someone who really cares a lot When I slip off this

Hit me up with some love Everybody need contagious love (oh) And I'll be happy with just enough (love) Let me get that contagious love, like Gimme, gimme that contagious love It might rain just a little but, yeah, we dance in it Rock to the rhythm and we

C'mon get rhythm, when you get the blues Get rhythm, when you get the blues. Get rhythm, when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n roll feeling in your bones Put taps on your toes and get goin' Little shoeshine boy never

"Ha oh ho, aw, play something country." Crank up the band, play the steel guitar. Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar. Threw back a shot, yelled "I'm a George Strait junkie." "Ha oh ho, play something country." Yes, she blew through the door like

And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye. Oh, and now she's heading out to California With some money in her pocket she's a rocket on the fourth of July He always found it hard to take her She wouldn't listen