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Holding hands with some other guy
Well, a short skin suit, black patent leather boots
Big brown round saucer eyes

I didn't talk to you then, you was kissing your friend
Besides, it was the wrong time and place
I went home, took a shower, met a lady, I got some flowers
But shows ya, hey, I knew we'd meet again

Don't want your diamonds, don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, sweet rock 'n' roll

I searched all over town, quit the dudes hanging around
No one had ever seen a chick like you before
I hit strip joints and museums, bars and clubs and Jesus
I even prayed in a Cathedral for your soul

Then one rainy winter Tuesday, I saw you on the subway
You were heading for the tunnel near the door
I pressed my face against the glass, you sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash you smoked my skull

Don't want your diamonds, don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, sweet rock 'n' roll

Here she comes now, alright

So now once again, walking in the pouring rain
Wondering who and why and where, what you were
I had hallucinatory dreams, shivers, sweats and screams
Like an opium withdrawal, only worse

Then one alone hot summer night I took a motorcycle ride
Saw you looking really evil, spitting fire from your eyes
Like a rockabilly queen 'bout to kick start your machine
Like a fighter pilot flying off to war

You had a tight black leather jacket
Skull and crossbones on the back
God bless the soul of sweet Gene Vincent
There you were

I said, don't want your diamonds, don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, let's have a good time
Let's have a good time, sweet, sweet rock 'n' roll

Let's have a good time, good time, good time, good time
Good time, good time, good time
Sweet, sweet, sweet rock 'n' roll

Holding hands with some other guy
Well, a short skin suit, black patent leather boots