Get out your sweaters and your high heels, too Saturday night, I'm gonna be with you I can't say how many years I've got to spend Baby, since I'm back seeing you again Come tonight, you want my bottle of gold Yeah, it's all right, Queenie Rocko Pick out your records, bring them down with you With all the little Richard and your Jerry Lee, too Call up your lover, say you're leaving today Rocko rolled back and is here to stay Come on tonight, you want my bottle of gold Yeah, it's all right, Queenie Rocko Come on tonight, you want my bottle of gold Yeah, it's all right, Queenie Rocko Come on tonight, you want my bottle of gold Yeah, it's all right, Queenie Rocko Come on tonight, you want my bottle of gold Yeah, it's all right, Queenie Rocko Come on tonight, you want my bottle of gold