Bruce Springsteen Follow

Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)

Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins

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 playin' with the bats

Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the

cats

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 when they wrestle her upstairs

'Cause you know we ain't gonna come

I ain't here for business

I'm only here for fun

And Rosie you're the one

(CHORUS)

Rosalita jump a little lighter

Se–orita come sit by my fire

I just want to be your love, ain't no lie

Rosalita you're my stone desire

Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie, you know they're gonna be there

Ah, sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billie, they'll be comin' up for air

We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool

Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right

So Rosie come out tonight, baby come out tonight

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 comin' to lend a hand

I'm comin' 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

Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance

Because a record company, Rosie, just gave me a big advance

My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy

My machine she's a dud, I'm stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey

Hold on tight, stay up all night 'cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong

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 cafŽ where they play guitars all night and day

You can hear them in the back room strummin'

So hold tight baby 'cause don't you know daddy's comin'