Rosalita (come Out Tonight) Lyrics - Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band

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'll 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 

And 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 

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

And Rosie, you're the one 

Rosalita, jump a little higher 

Senorita, come sit by my fire 

I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar 

Rosalita, you're my stone desire 

Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knee Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there 

Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air 

We're gonna play some pool, skip some school 

Act real cool, stay out all night, it's gonna feel alright 

So Rosie, come out tonight, little 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 higher 

Senorita, come sit by my fire 

I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar 

Rosalita, you're my stone desire, alright 

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 comin' to lend a hand 

I'm comin' 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 

Oh, your papa says he knows that I don't have any money 

Oh, so your daddy 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 a 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, out 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 cafe, where they play guitars all night and all day 

You can hear them in the back room strummin' 

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

Everybody sing 

Rosalita, jump a little higher 

Senorita, come sit by my fire 

I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar 

Rosalita, you're my stone desire 

Hey hey hey hey 

Hey hey hey hey 

Hey hey hey hey 

Hey hey hey hey