paroles de chanson Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) [Live at Capitol Theatre, Passaic, NJ - 09/19/78] - Bruce Springsteen

Wherever you are
Rosie
That's right

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
Together we're gonna go out tonight, we'll make that highway run

You don't have to call me lieutenant, Rosie
I don't want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little girl's tongue
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, say it

Papa's on the corner, waiting for the bus
Mama's home in the window, waitin' up there for us
She'll be there in that chair 'til they wrestle her upstairs
You know we ain't gonna come
I ain't here on business, only here for fun, wow

Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Senorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosie, you're my stone desire

Jack the Rabbit, Weak Knees Willie, you know they're gonna be there
Gonna be Sloppy Sue, Big Bones Billy, they're comin' up for air, you say it
We're gonna skip some school, act real cool
Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right

Oh Rosie, come out tonight, come out tonight
Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangin', winners use the door

Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Senorita, come sit by my fire
Ooh, I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosie, you're my stone desire, oh-oh

On the piano, Professor Roy Bittan
On the guitar, Miami Steve Van Zandt
On the bass guitar, Mr. Garry W. Tallent
On the drums, the Mighty Max Weinberg
On the organ, Mr. Dan Federici

Ladies and gentlemen, king of the world
Master Of Universe
Got a power of locomotive
And last but not least
It's The Big Man on the saxophone

Bring it up

Well, I know your mama, she don't like me 'cause I play in a rock and roll band
I know your pop don't dig me, he never did understand
Papa lowered the boom, locked you in your room
Coming to lend a hand
Riding to liberate you, confiscate you, I wanna be your man
Someday we'll look back on this, it will all seem funny
Now you're sad, mama's mad

(Papa says he knows that I don't have any money) Say what?
(Papa says he knows that I don't have any money) Say what?
(Papa says he knows that I don't have any money)

This is his last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
Record company,Rosie, gave me a big advance

My tires were slashed, almost crashed, the Lord had mercy
My machine, she's a dud, out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Hold on tight, stay up all night, 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
A little café, where they play guitars all night and day
You can hear 'em in the back room strummin'
Hold tight, baby, don't you know I'm coming
Everybody sing
New Jersey

Whoa

Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Senorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosie, you're my stone desire

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

Wherever you are
Be right here