If You Can’t Rock Me - Rolling Stones

The band's on stage and it's one of those nights, oh yeah 
The drummer thinks that he is dynamite, oh yeah 
You lovely ladies in your leather and lace 
A thousand lips I would love to taste 
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
Now who's that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah 
Now don't you know that it's rude to stare, oh yeah 
I'm not so green but I'm feelin' so fresh 
I simply like to put her to the test 
She's so alive and she's dressed to kill, but 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
If you can't rock me somebody will 
Now I ain't lookin' for no pretty face, oh no 
Or for some hooker workin' roughish trade 
And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate 
And I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake 
But I been talkin' 'bout it much too long 
I think I better sing just one more song 
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell 
I'm simply dying for some thrills and spills 
Oh yeah 
If you can't rock me 
If you can't rock me, somebody will 
Somebody will, somebody will 
If you can't rock me 
Well, well, well, well