Rock Rosetta

Back Street Crawler
Freight Train
Gonna Get Back
You Didn't Give Me Love
On The Lookout
New York City Streets
Oh Wee Baby
Foggy Fantasy
Shooting Dice
Regular Rocker
Rock Doctor


Rock Rosetta
(3:23)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

Don’t you know, honey
Your small talk is boring to me
Don’t you know, sugar
You're worse to talk to than 't-is to see ya

'Cause everytime I see you
rockin' and rollin' 'round the floor
You take my breath away
Still I’m beg you do some more
Rock Rosetta baby
Show me what you've got in store

Rock Rosetta, Rock Roset, you’re one of a kind
Rock Rosetta, Rock Rosetta, rock your behind
Rock Rosetta baby, rock me
Rock Rosetta honey, rock me
'Cause every time I see you
Rockin’ and rollin’ round the floor
You take my breath away
Still I’m beg you do some more
Rock Rosetta baby
show me what you got in store

Now you know, honey
Your small talk’s so boring to me
But it’s true, ooh, ooh, ooh sugar,
You’re so deliciously appealing to me

'Cause every time I see you
Rockin’ and rollin’ on the floor
You take my breath away
Still I’m beg you do some more
Rock Rosetta baby
show me what you got in store

Rock Rosetta, Rock Roset you’re one of a kind
Rock Rosetta, Rock Rosetta, rock your behind
Rock Rosetta baby, rock me
Rock Rosetta baby, come on and rock me

Rock Rosetta baby, rock me
Rock Rosetta baby, rock me
Stop you’re talking, do some rockin'!!
Rockin'me, keep on rockin’ me all the time
Shake your ass, do your thing, come on baby now...

[sol0]


Rock Rosetta, Rock Roset you’re one of a kind

Rock Rosetta, Rock Rosetta, rock your behind
Rock Rosetta baby, come on and rock me
Rock Rosetta baby, come on and rock me

Rock Rosetta, baby, come on and rock me
Rock Rosetta, honey, darling can't you see
Rock Rosetta, baby, you're one of a kind
Rock Rosetta, honey, rock your heavenly posterior, baby

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Back Street Crawler (3:17)
(Jay van Feggelen, Rheno Xeros)

Don’t you know about the back street crawler
Well you better not stay out late
It’s a mean looking hard hittin’ son of a gun
His mind is dark with hate

The heat's scorchin’ the city
Ready to cripple him on sight
But they’ve got a hard time trying to catch him
'Cause they don’t know if he’s black or white

Pity the back street crawler
He may need your helping hand
In a way he’s kinda helpless
And I’m sure he needs a friend, oh, yeah

So now you know about the back street crawler
But I guess you don’t want to know
I see you turn your head the other way
But it’s not the way you wanna go

Pay some attention to the back street crawler
He may be waiting for a chance to turn straight
Because for so many others before him
Consideration came far too late

Pity the back street crawler
He may need your helping hand
In a way he’s kinda helpless
And I’m sure he needs a friend
Oh, he needs a friend
I tell you he needs a friend
Yes he does
Oh yes he does

[solo]

Pity the back street crawler
He may need your helping hand
In a way he’s kinda helpless
And I’m sure he needs a friend
Yes I’m sure he needs a friend
Yes I’m sure he needs a friend
Yes I’m sure he needs a friend
Yes I’m sure he needs a friend

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Freight Train (3:22)
(Jay van Feggelen, Rheno Xeros)

One day I hopped the freight train
Then found a place to crash
But some bad dude hopped in after me
And relieved me of my cash
I tried to get it back
But he was pretty strong
Then he slipped and hopped off that train
And my money and the dude were gone

Freight train, running
Get me home, get me home
Freight train, keep on going
To get where I belong
To get me back where I belong

I took a nap and when I woke
The moon was shining bright
Train was doing 80
Speedin’ through the night
Staring in the dark
Feeling like a lost soul
I made up my mind about going back
'Cause my home is my goal

Freight train, running
Get me home, get me home
Freight train, keep on going
To get where I belong
You get me back where I belong

Without the love
Without the money
Life is rough
Miss my honey
Without love
Without money
Life is rough
Miss my honey

[solo]

Freight train, running
Get me home, get me home
Freight train, keep on going
To get where I belong
To get me back where I belong

Wondering what made me
Leave my happy home
I curse myself for going away
To start this aimless roam
Can’t hold out any longer
Hot coals burn my ass
I hope sweet Mona wants me back
And that her love for me ain't passed

Freight train, running
Get me home, get me home
Freight train, keep on going
To get where I belong
You get me back where I belong

Freight train, running
Get me home, get me home
Freight train, keep on going
To get where I belong
You get me back where I belong

(repeat until fade)

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Gonna Get Back (3:09)
(Jay van Feggelen)

I’ve been travelin’ all down the highway
Just tryin’ to get my message to you
I’ve been hitch hiking down
To every near and far town
Now that I found you
I'm gonna break my way through
I’m gonna get back to you, oh yes

I’ve been walking on my toes
To get a glimpse of you
But the sky ahead
Is misty and grey
The goal was so hard
But I knew that from the start
And I trust the sun to break its way through
To help me get back to you
I gotta have you back baby yeah
Oh because I need you, yes I need you

Lately I’ve been lucky with shooting dice
In between my travels that's all I do
But I don’t care for all the money I’ve got
I'd gladly give it all away to get another shot
To win back all your love
I gotta get you back, baby
I don’t care about the freakin’ dice
I got money, but I ain’t got you

[solo]

Here I am knocking my own door
Begging you to let me in, please
But little sound comes from within your house
Don’t you wonder ‘bout where I’ve been?

I’ve been travellin’ all down the highway
Just tryin’ to get my message to you
I’ve been hitch hiking down
To every near and far town
Now that I found you
Gonna break my way through

I’m gonna get back
Get back to you, baby yeah!
I need you bad,
That's why I'm hitch hiking, hitch hiking
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta move y'all
It's all my rock, baby
Let me in, yeah now, now...
Gonna get you back!

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You Didn’t Give Me Love (5:22)
(Jay van Feggelen, Armand van der Hoff)

When I was down
You picked me up
When I was bleedin’ from a fight
You made it stop
When I was desperate
You smiled and said
Take it easy baby
Life ain’t so bad

When I was crawlin’
In the night
Woman, you showed me
How to walk up right
When I was cryin’, hmmm
You’d comfort me
You’d say: hush my baby
Leave it up to me

But you did not give me love, no
No, you did not give me love, no, no
Oh, you did not, oh woo woo

And yet you ask me
To be your friend
I might as well tell you
That I don’t understand
Are you tryin’ to fool me?
Are you havin’ fun?
Don’t you be too choosy, baby
Our end has just begun

For you did not give me love, no
No, you did not give me love, no no
Because you're too damn busy
Takin'it, oh!

[solo]

When I was crawlin’
In the night
Woman, you showed me
How to walk up right
When I was cryin’, hmm
You’d comfort me
You’d say: hush my baby
Leave it up to me

But you did not give me love, no
No, you did not give me love
Oh you did not give me love, no no
You did not give me love, no no
You did not give me love, no no no
You did not give me love, oh
You did not give it, no no no no no
No you did not, you did not give it to me

Oh I beg you on my bended knees
To give me the love
Give me the love
That’s what you did, you did, you did not do that
You didn’t give me love
That’s what you should have done, baby

You didn’t give me love
Got to give it to me
You didn’t give me love
Give it to me, now
You didn’t give me love
Your sweet love

But you did not give me love

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On The Lookout (3:44)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

I am running,
There’s no fun in
This here live show,
I've got to move
Quit pretending
I start offending
Now is the time
to get out of this so-called blues

Never had a fancy wench no, (No!)
No never had a positive vibration
Never had a good thing going
No never had a chance to make it, alright
No no no no no no no

I’m on the lookout
For a change, and I’m gonna get it
And I found it so easy to arrange

I’ve got the power every minute, every hour
I feel it surging through my veins
Don’t underestimate me
Ain’t gonna hesitate
With the power to live
I’ve broken my chains

Never had a fancy wench no, (No!)
Never had a positive vibration
Never had a good thing going
No never had a chance to make it, alright
No no no no no

I’m on the lookout
For a change, and I’m gonna get it
And I found it so easy to arrange

Oooh, come on, fingers!
Do your thing
Do your thing

[solo]

I’m on the lookout
For a change, and I’m gonna get it
And I found it so easy to arrange

I am running, there’s no fun in
This here live show I've got to move
I'll quit pretending
I'll start offending
Now's the time to get out of this so-called groove

Never had a fancy wench no (No!),
No never had a positive vibration
Never had a good thing going
No never had a chance to make it, alright

I’m on the lookout
For a change, and I’m gonna get it
And I found it so easy to arrange
I’m on the lookout
For a change, and I’m gonna get it, I will
And I found it so easy to arrange

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New York City Streets (4:51)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

Walking the streets of New York city
I’ve got no place to go to
I think of better days, gone by
The days I shared with you
And I think of all the fun we had, baby
Now this loneliness is getting to me
Oh! How could you be so doggone cruel
Why in the world did you have to leave me?

Yes I roam on the avenues
Fighting down a bad decision
I hope to find some way or another
To get over my depression
And yet, every sidewalk I traverse
Moves so slow beneath my feet
And every corner that I pass
Shows another dead end street

[solo]

I just scaled some garbage cans
I don’t want to go back home
Being used to having you around me
How I hate to live alone
Any other girl just wouldn’t do
After knowing you for so long
Just grant me one more chance
Just one more chance baby
To make things up and right the wrong

I’m cold and lonely
Like our crib that I just left
Lacking your sweet warm waves of laughter, baby
Swept away by hellish draft

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Oh Wee Baby (3:00)
(Jay van Feggelen, Rheno Xeros)

My baby went to left me
To figure out what went wrong
I did my best explaining
That I wanted her back home
But she wouldn’t come
No the bad girl wouldn’t come
I said girl, if you don’t want me
At least tell me what I’ve done, done

I've gotta see my baby
But I don’t know where to look
I'd ask her to come back to me
I’ll start living by her book

Now she couldn’t give me reasons
Which annoyed me real bad
I felt it as a kind of treason
Made me feel low-down and sad
She just wouldn’t talk
No the bad girl wouldn’t talk
No no no, I miss her love light shinin’
She done left me in the dark

I’ve got to see my baby
But I don’t know where to look
I'd ask her to come back to me
I’ll start living by her book

Oh wee, baby
Don’t treat me this way
Oh wee baby
Let love live
Come back to stay

[solo]

Gotta see my baby, yeah
But I don’t know where to look
I asked her to come back to me
I’ll start living by her book

Gotta see my baby, yeah
But I don’t know where to look
I asked her to come back to me
I’ll start living by her book

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Foggy Fantasy (4:58)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

While little mama told me
About the traps of life
She was anxious just to show me
How to get on without a strife
And manage to get by

I pulled my raincoat around me
But I got wet anyway
The thoughts that crowded my mind
Made me  stop along the way
Not knowing whether to turn left or right
The gloom of dusk the spooky light, I cried, oh

Now I’m supposed to know the rules
And every now and then
those rules fool me
Sometimes it’s hard to play it straight
‘Cause you know this game we play
is just a foggy fantasy

So I pull my raincoat around me
But I get wet anyway
The thoughts that crowd my mind
Make me stop along the way
Not knowing whether to turn left or right
The gloom of dusk the spooky light, I cried

Mama, she tried to tell me
But I thought I knew better
Raincoat leaks through the rain
So I get wet anyway

[solo]

Now I’m supposed to know the rules
And every now and then
Those same old rules they fool me
Sometimes it’s hard to play it straight
‘Cause you know this game we play
Is just a foggy fantasy

Now I’m supposed to know the rules
And every now and then
those rules fool me
Sometimes it’s hard to play it straight
‘Cause you know this game we play
Is just a foggy fantasy

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Shooting Dice (2:43)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

Shooting dice that's my game
Whenever I roll 'em, my good luck remains
But there’s one thing that I can’t get
And that really turns my good luck bad

True love is something I don’t know
I had a girl once and I loved her so
But she didn’t like to answer my love call
She pulled my leg just to make me fall

So shooting dice, that’s my game
Won’t let no fancy dame trick me again
And if a cheap love is to come my way, yeah
I’ll be shooting 'em straight and you’ll here me say

True love is something I don’t know
I had a girl once and I loved her so
But she didn’t like to answer my love call
She pulled my leg just to make me fall

Shooting dice, that’s my game
Won’t let no fancy dame trick me again, damn it!
And if a cheap love is to come my way, yeah
I’ll be shooting 'em straight and you’ll here me say, nay, nay, nay

[solo]

Shooting dice that's my game
Whenever I roll 'em my good luck remains
But there’s one thing that I can’t get
And that really turns my good luck bad

Baby baby don’t you get me wrong
The need for love is growing strong
But you know raw wounds have to be dressed
Meantime I'm not hard-pressed

Shooting dice, that’s my game
Won’t let no fancy dame trick me again, damn it!
And if a cheap love is to come my way, yeah
I’ll be shooting 'em straight and you’ll here me say, nay nay nay

(The following two songs were bonus songs that appeared new on a CD in 1996)

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Regular Rocker (3:24)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

Hard time Rocky hits the street
Gets into trouble with any other guy he meets
Gets into shape at the downtown gym
Booze an’ ballerinas just don’t interest him

He’s a regular rocker
Nothin’ more nothin’ less
Regular rocker
Hates slow fox and jazz
Regular rocker
He doesn’t go for blues
Regular rocker
He's got blue suede shoes

Well you know Rosetta, she’s a pro
When she dances--Lord! She makes me go
But the guy who’s with her, I bet he knows
That when he leaves with her he steals the show

She’s a regular rocker
Nothin’ more nothin’ less
Regular rocker
Hates slow fox and jazz
Regular rocker
She doesn’t go for blues
Regular rocker
She's got blue suede shoes

Regular rocker!
Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker

[solo]

Short Fat Betty, she asked me:
Jay, how come them guys just don’t like me? (What?!)
I told her: Well Betty, how can that be?
You’re a little too fat, but to me, you see

You’re a regular rocker
Nothin’ more, nothin’ less,
Regular rocker
Don’t worry 'bout the rest
Regular rocker
Forget them blues
Regular rocker
Put on your dancin’ shoes

Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
Regular rocker!--Ain’t no sucker
You understand?
Here we go!
Yeah!

Regular Rocker ain’t no sucker!

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Rock Doctor (4:03)
(Jay van Feggelen, Gerard Haitsma, Rheno Xeros)

I’m a well-known doctor if you don’t know yet
Friends call me Jay and I’m hard to get
Know everything there is to know
About fixing you up and to make you go

Just last night this girl gave me call
She cried: Doctor help! I’m not well at all
I gave a little somethin’ to ease the stress
And this morning she woke up at my address

I’m your rock doctor
No cure, no pay
I said: hey! (Hey!)
I am a doctor and
And I’ll take you all the way

While eatin’ my lunch one day
One of my nurses came my way
She said: Doc, I know you're busy like hell
But come to my place, daddy, and make me well

I went to see my patient and got to work
But after seeing the bill
She went beserk. She said:
Listen you dirty double crossin’ jerk!
I’m you’re nurse, remember? So better get back to work!

I’m your rock doctor
No cure, no pay
I said: hey! (Hey!)
I am a doctor and
I’ll take you all the way

[solo]

Just today this heavy dude came in
He told me 'bout the way his been
I just gave him this one advice
Go kiss the rod and act your size

Those words barely left my mouth
When he jumped me and knocked me right out
When I came around not so long ago
I remembered my status, so here I go

I’m your rock doctor
No cure no pay
I said: Hey!
I am a doctor
And I’ll take you all the way

I’m your rock doctor
No cure, no pay
I said: Hey! (Hey!)
I am a doctor
And I’ll take you all the way

I’m your rock doctor
No cure, no pay
I said: Hey! (Hey!)
I am a doctor
And I’ll take you all the way

I’m the rock doctor
No cure, no pay
I said hey (Hey!)
I am a doctor
And I’ll take you all the way

(the following bonus songs on the 1996 CD were demo versions of songs listed above)


You Didn’t Give Me Love (4:15)
New York City Streets (4:51)
Foggy Fantasy (5:11)
Freight Train (3:25)
Gonna Get Back (3:12)
(Jingles by Alfred Lagarde, 0:52)

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