Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) [Live at Prudential Center, Newark, NJ - 4/14/23]

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

You know playin' blind man'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

Ah, Rosie, you're the one

Dynamite's in the belfry, baby, 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

Ah, I ain't here on business, baby, I'm only here for fun

And, Rosie, you're the one

Rosalita, jump a little lighter

Señorita, 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, don't you know they're gonna be there?

Ah, Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billy, 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, oh, baby, come out tonight

Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor

Oh, closets are for hangers, winners use the door

So use it, Rosie, that's what it's there for

Rosalita, jump a little lighter

Señorita, come sit by my fire

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

Rosalita, you're my stone desire

All right

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

Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room

I'm coming to lend a hand

I'm coming 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)

Whoa, your papa says he knows (That I don't have any money)

Whoa, so your daddy says he knows I don't have (Papa says he knows that I don't have any money)

Well, tell him this is his last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance

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

And my tires were slashed, and I almost crashed, but the Lord had mercy

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

Well, 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 café where they play guitars all night and all day

You can hear 'em in the back room strummin'

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

Oh, everybody, so!

Rosalita, jump a little lighter

Señorita, come sit by my fire

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

Rosalita, you're my stone desire

Oh, yeah

(Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)