Rocket in My Pocket

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, I said rocket

Ya fingers in the socket

Fingers in the socket, fingers in the socket



No way for you to stop it

That rocket c'mon, you get off it oh

Rocket, said rocket, said rocket, said rocket, said rocket, said rocket



Don't understand that girl, I can't explain

She got one foot on the platform, the other on the train

I got a rocket in my pocket, yeah I said rocket

Finger in the socket