Rod Stewart - Dynamite

Oh, look out baby! I got a stupid little job It's driving me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain About the tattoo on my arm The ring in my ear But I don't even care, no no I just live through the week And when I see them boys You know their two-tone suits They're all unimportants If you need a set of hubcaps Or a car painted Girl, why don't you follow me It's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Yeah dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Play some sweet guitar, yeah Well we meet on the corner And we talk all night About our wealth situation at a rock'n' Roll dive We don't reach no conclusion So the conversation turns to wise girls And more pearls I got a beat up old Mustang And I painted it black There's five in the front seat And the rest in the back Cruise up and down Sunset And watch all the jailbait roll by Yeah it's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Yeah yeah, it's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, it's all right All right, all right, all right all right Are you ready baby, Bring it on down now Watch it, Well, well, well Listen, one of these days And it won't be long Gonna hear that radio playing my song I'll be the darling of masses No great pretender, not me, yeah yeah Cause I can play this guitar hangin' round my neck I'm in love with its power I believe in its strength I got a head full of ideas It's driving me insane But until then It's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Yeah dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights all right, all right, one time It's dynamite, oh yes it's dynamite It's just dynamite on friday night It's dynamite, it's on friday night Oh friday night It's all right, all right, wired It's dynamite on friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right all together ...