Rocket In My Pocket

My baby called me up

She said "why don't you ever take me out"

pick me up in your fast new car

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 got a rocket in my pocket

finger in the socket

there aint no way for you to stop it

I said Rocket rocket rock it

Somethin bout this girl of mine

man I can't explain

she got one foot on the platform

and the other one on the train

I got a rocket in my pocket

finger in the socket

there aint no way for you to stop it

I said Rocket rocket rock it