MANFRED MANN'S EARTH BAND:   Messin'

Get Your Rocks Off

It was late one night up on Blueberry Hill,
One man turned to the other man and said, with a blood-curdlin' chill, he said:

CHORUS
'Get your rocks off!
Get your rocks off!
Get your rocks off, baby!
Get your rocks off me!

You know, there's two old maids layin' in the bed,
One picked herself up to the other one she said:

We was cruisin' down the highway in an old Greyhound bus
All kinds-a children in the side road, they was hollerin' at us:
'Get your rocks off!
Layin' down around Mink Muscle Creek,
One man said to the other man, he began to speak:

© 1968 Dwarf Music

Pretty Good

I met a girl from Venus, and her insides were lined in gold
Well, she did what she did said 'how was it, kid?'
She was politely told

CHORUS
'Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
But actually everything is just about the same.

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen.

Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by dobbin's dog
Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods

I got a friend in Fremont, he sells used cars, ya know.
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just ask me how'd it go