text: Spread out now, Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mamas reins
  You know playin blind mans bluff is a little babys game
  You pick up Little Dynamite, Im gonna pick up Little Gun
  And together were gonna go out tonight and make that highway run
  You dont have to call me lieutenant, Rosie, and I dont want to be your son
  The only lover Im ever gonna needs your soft sweet little girls tongue
  Ah, Rosie, youre the one
  Dynamites in the belfry, baby, playin with the bats
  Little Guns downtown in front of Woolworths, tryin out his attitude on all the cats
  Papas on the corner, waitin for the bus
  Mama, shes home in the window, waitin up for us
  Shell be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs, cause you know we aint gonna come
  Ah, I aint here on business, baby, Im only here for fun
  And Rosie, youre the one
  Rosalita, jump a little lighter
  Señorita, come sit by my fire
  I just want to be your lover, aint no liar
  Rosalita, youre my stone desire
  Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie, dont you know theyre gonna be there
  Ah, Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billy, theyll be comin up for air
  Were gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool
  Stay out all night, its 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, thats what its there for
  Rosalita, jump a little lighter
  Señorita, come sit by my fire
  I just want to be your lover, aint no liar
  Rosalita, youre my stone desire
  All right
  Now, I know your mama, she dont like me cause I play in a rock and roll band
  And I know your daddy, he dont dig me, but he never did understand
  Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room
  Im coming to lend a hand
  Im coming to liberate you, confiscate you, I want to be your man
  Someday well look back on this and it will all seem funny
  But now youre sad, your mamas mad
  And your papa says he knows that I dont 
  Whoa, your papa says he knows 
  Whoa, so your daddy says he knows I dont have 
  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, shes a dud, Im stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
  Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, cause Rosie, Im 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
  Theres 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 dont you know daddys comin
  Oh, everybody, so!
  Rosalita, jump a little lighter
  Señorita, come sit by my fire
  I just want to be your lover, aint no liar
  Rosalita, youre my stone desire
  Oh, yeah