Live 25 Sep 2003 version
[Spoken intro:] Special guest, Mr. Brendan O'Brien on guitar! Brendan produced The Rising. This guy. (chuckles) All right, kid, you better know all these chords! You better know 'em! All right, little end of the summer treat. Until we meet again! (chuckles)
Whoa!
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, well, I'm gonna pick up Little Gun
Together we're gonna go out tonight, 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, babe, 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, 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
[Crowd:] fun!
You're the one!
Say!
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
Whoa!
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
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool
Stay out all night, it's gonna feel all right
Ro-ro-rosie, come out tonight, Rosie, come out tonight
Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers, winners use the door!
Come on, band!
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
I know your mama, she don't like me 'cause I play in a rock and roll band
I know your papa don't dig me, he never did understand
Papa lowered the boom, locked you in your room
I'm coming to lend a hand
I want to liberate you, confiscate you, I want to be your man
Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny
Now you're sad, mama's mad
Papa says he knows that I don't have any money
Your papa says he knows that (I don't have any money)
Well, your daddy says he knows that I don't have any money
Well, 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, I 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, they play guitars all night and day
You can hear 'em in the back room strumming
Hold tight, baby, don't you know daddy's coming
Everybody say
Oh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Whoa! Whoa! Yee! Whoa! Whoa-ee-da-da-da-da-da-da! Ah! Ee! Ah! Ooh! Ooh! Wa!
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
Whoa!
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey!)
One more!
The above lyrics are for the live 25 Sep 2003 performance of ROSALITA (COME OUT TONIGHT) at Invesco Field At Mile High in Denver, CO, during The Rising Tour. The song was played in a traditional full band version. Producer Brendan O'Brien made a guest appearance on the song, playing guitar.
Thanks Jake (ol'catfishinthelake at BTX and Greasy Lake) for the lyrics help.
List of available versions of ROSALITA (COME OUT TONIGHT) on this website:
ROSALITA (COME OUT TONIGHT) [Album version]
