Little Feat Hoy Hoy Rocket In My Pocket -- Lowell George My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket... |
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