Rocket in My Pocket

My baby called me up, she said

Why don't you come and take me out

Pick me up in your brand new car

Shake the short change from the old fruit jar

Put on your dancing shoes

Head straight for the rhythm and blues

The music was hot but my baby was not

I've got a rocket in my pocket

Well, a finger in the socket

No way you can stop it

I've got a rocket, I've got a rocket

I don't understand that girl

I can't explain

She got one foot on the platform

And the other on the train

I've got a rocket in my pocket

Well, a finger in the socket

No way you can stop it

I've got a rocket, I've got a rocket

I've got a rocket in my pocket

Well, a finger in the socket

No way you can stop it

I've got a rocket, I've got a rocket