Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Get Your Rocks Off Lyrics
It was late one night on Blueberry HillOne man turned to the other man with a blood-curdlin' chillGet your rocks offGet your rocks offGet your rocks off, babyGet your rocks off meYou know, there's two old maids layin' in their bedOne picked herself up, to the other one she saidGet your rocks offGet your rocks offGet your rocks off, babyGet your rocks off meWe was cruisin' down the highway in an old Greyhound busAll kinds of children in the side road, they were hollerin' at usLayin' down around Mink Muscle CreekOne man turned to the other man, he began to speakGet your rocks offGet your rocks offGet your rocks off, babyGet your rocks off me